“Go on a date with me,”
I laughed hard, really hard. “You’re kidding, right?” I told him then started laughing again. “You’re asking me for a date? Stop joking around,”
“I’m serious,” he said, “I need to show you how fun I am,”
“Stop it,” I said, catching my breath because of laughing so hard, “I don’t want to laugh anymore,”
“Anyways,” he sighed. “I’ll take it as a yes, then?”
“Sure, sure,” I said. Maybe going on a date with him will make him fall in love with me, and with him falling in love with me, it means that I win the bet. “When?”
“Tonight?” I asked him. “You’re kidding me, right? We still have classes for tomorrow,”
“Well,” he told me happily, “Just trust me on this. Meet me in the lobby at 7:30,”
“Whatever, boss,” I saluted, mocking him. “I need to go,” then I stood up, “We might be late for class,”
“Right,” he said as he followed my example of standing up. We went our separate ways as I immediately went to my room. I opened the door and there revealed my friends, all of my friends.
“Where were you?” asked Emma.
“Ummm….,” how am I going to explain to them what happened? Let’s see, I slept with Colton in the same room because the teacher is fucking playing cupid for us?
“Don’t tell me you’re with Colton?” asked Ace.
“That guy is a maniac!” yelled Patrice.
“Why are you with him?” Kierlan asked. They are bombing me with retarded questions and phrases, that’s why I don’t know how I’m going to explain it to them.
“As you can see,” I continued, “Colton and I was locked in a room,” I think I might need to stay the teacher out of this. I don’t know why…. I just know that it’s the right thing to do.
“Locked in a room?” anger was obvious in Leon’s tone. Why would he get angry?
“Calm down, bro,” well, good thing his twin brother, Leo, is there to calm him down.
“Well,” I said. “The thing is that I’m fine. He didn’t make a move on me or something. It went totally smooth,”
“Nothing really happened?” asked Emma. “That’s impossible,”
“Yeah, impossible,” Ace agreed. “My brother’s a complete maniac, with you two locked in a room, how did he control his self?”
“We have a bet right?” I told them and they each gave me a nod, “He was still clinging onto it,”
“Weird,” Leo said.
“Super weird,” Emma, Kierlan and Patrice all said in chorus. Well, I think they have the right to judge Colton. They were schoolmates longer than me, right?
“Okay,” I raised both of my hands in defense, “Its super weird. So, can I have my privacy to change my clothes now?”
“We’re on it,” said Leon. All the boys then went out of the room. Of course Kierlan and Patrice can stay, they’re girls after all. Logic, right?
“Nothing really happened?” Emma confirmed.
“Yes,” I hysterically said, “Let’s just please drop this subject, okay?”
“Okay,” said Patrice.
“Whatever you say,” Kierlan muttered. As promised, I changed my clothes to get ready for class. I didn’t really know if I should tell them about my date with Colton tonight.
Classes were finished at last. Out of my classes with Colton, he kept smiling at me. I didn’t know why, but I think I’m forced to smile back. Well, nothing’s wrong with smiling, right? Come on, it’s just a smile. It’s a good way of showing respect to a friend.
Maybe I can reconsider the fact that Colton’s my friend. I mean, he already helped me at several times also. As he instructed, I went to the lobby and found him already waiting for me there. His face lit up when he saw mine, or is it just my imagination? Well, I have no say on that.
“I thought you wouldn’t come,” he told me. “You’re five minutes late,”
“I don’t want someone waiting for me after all,”
“Let’s go,” he then held out a hand for me. I stared at him blankly, what is he expecting? “What? Holding hands, no big deal,”
“I don’t hold hands,” I told him.
“Well,” he grinned as he grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the dorm, “I do,” it was somehow shocking to see that you can go out of the school at this time.
“Wondering how we got out?” he asked. Okay, there he goes with his mind-reading thing again. When is he going to stop that? “I’m not going to stop reading your mind,” he chuckled.
“Just answer my question,” I anxiously said then whispered, “Stupid psycho,”
“You can go out of the school after class hours, but you need to come back before 11:00,” he explained. “And I’m not a stupid psycho,”
“Whatever,” I rolled my eyes at him, “But cool. So where are we going?”
“Let’s eat first,”
“I guess you’re going to bring me to a fancy restaurant?”
“No,” he said. “It’s a surprise,” I raised an eyebrow at him. We continued to walk to our destination. I better trust this guy on this date. I don’t know my way around here after all. “Tell me more about yourself,”
“Huh?” I asked in confusion, “I don’t have anything to tell you,”
“I know you do,” he said, “Your past? Boyfriends? Anything,”
“Well…you go first,”
“Okay,” he said. “I banged a girl when I was 15 and I—“
“Stop!” I yelled. “I don’t want to hear about how you lost your virginity at such young age!” I sighed. “Just tell me about your family,”
“I have a mother, a father, a sister, and a gay brother,” he counted with his fingers. “Anything else you want to know about me?”
“Ummm…” I sarcastically said, “Their names?”
“You would only know that once you become mine,” he grinned. “I guess it’s just you and your mother, huh?” I looked at the ground, he got the message. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that. Here we are,”
“Cool looking steakhouse,” I told him. “It looks like a cowboy bar, but still cool,” you know the bars you see on the television? Where old people usually hang out? Well, Colton brought me there, and I think that the place is so cool. “Amazing,” I whispered. I never thought that I would actually go to something as cool as this place.
How do I explain this? Vintage? I think so. I think Cowboy still fits the theme. We went inside and the jukebox immediately caught my attention.
“It’s cool that you love this place,” said Colton. “Once, when I brought a girl here, she was bored and she always complained about fucking her the whole night long would be so much better,”
“Do you always go here?” I asked him.
“Yes,” he said and a waiter brought us to our seats, he gave us the menu as I saw him smiling widely at me. I caught a glimpse of Colton scowling at him. What’s his problem? It’s natural for a waiter to smile at his customer, right? “This is my favorite steakhouse in the…. world,” he cleared his throat then faked a tenor voice while emphasizing the word ‘world’.
“I noticed,” I chuckled.
Well, maybe going out on a date with Colton isn’t that much of a terrible idea. Maybe we’ll have a whole lot level of fun later.