The next day at school I couldn’t even think. I was so nervous about that coming night. All through math Coach Thomas was giving me this weird look, I think it’s because he knew I wasn’t paying attention. Math, history, biology, lunch, and spanish. My day could not have gone by slower. Lunch was alright though because i have lunch with the whole team!! Weird thing about lunch that day though, Spencer didn’t say a whole lot to me. It was almost like she was ignoring me…that was so not gonna continue. 

“Hey Spencer can I talk to you?”

“Yeah..sure..what do you want to talk about?”

“You have been completely ignoring me all lunch..what’s wrong?”

“Nothing..its just that..I’m really nervous around you..and being with you around other people..”

“Do you still want to come over tonight?”

“Yes, of course”

“Ok, just making sure, because you seem very unsure if you even want to be around me.”

“No, I do.” I look at her and roll my eyes. She reaches down for my hand and rubs her thumb over my hand, “really, I do..just not here yet.”

“Ok, just making sure..I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable or anything”

“That could never happen when I’m around you.”

Later that night…

Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!! I am SOOO nervous. Not only have I only been talking to her for like two days, she is coming over here tonight. ALONE. I am freaking out a little bit. I need tonight to be perfect. I figured I would cook some Italian food and then we could watch a movie..or talk..or “talk”, that might just be me hoping though..

I look at the clock and its 5:30, and she is getting here at 7. I take a shower and stare widely at my closet. Why is it when you want something good to wear you can never find anything that looks remotely good? I decide on jeans and a t-shirt. I am a very casual person..this is dressing up for me. I look at the clock again and its 6:45 SHIT!! I haven’t even started making dinner. I have decided to make stuffed shells with a red sauce. I am mid stuffing when I hear the  doorbell ring. I quickly wipe off my hands and go to the door. I know I am probably going to screw this up in some way. I open the door and she is standing there, in blue jeans and a purple v-neck. I don’t know how she makes that look so good but she does.