The Truth Behind a Smile #13

"Macy?" I had finally stopped crying and was silent. I didnt want to face Matt.
"I'm sorry. For whatever I did."
"It's not you. It's just, my dad has been, um, really harsh lately."
"Do you still wanna go to the movie? We can skip dinner."
"No that's fine. We can do both. I'd rather forget this ever happened." Matt started the car again and 5 minutes later we arrived at the shopping plaza. I hopped out and joined Matt.
"Table for two," Matt said to the waitress.
"Right this way." We followed her and she sat us down and we ordered our drinks.
"So Macy, what's your favorite color?" I laughed.
"Light blue."
"Wow, same here! And what's your favorite sport?"
"I dont have one. I've never played sports before."
"You still must have a favorite sport. Otherwise, you're very unAmerican."
"I'm unAmerican? You're the one obssessed with football!"
"Well football is a classic sport that all of Florida loves!"
"I think soccer is the bigger sport here in Florida."
"Wrong. But what's your favorite movie?"
"What's with all the questions? Am i like under trial?"
"No, I just wanna get to know you more." Finally, our drinks and food arrived. I started eating, thankful for the distraction from questions. After awhile, we both finished eating and Matt payed the bill.
"Ready to go see a movie?"
"As long as it doesnt involve 20 questions." Matt smiled. We started walking toward the movie theater.
"So what movie do you wanna see?"
"I dont care. Whatever you want. Just as long as it isnt any R rated movie. I cant handle those."
"Fine I'll surprise you." I shrugged but deep down i was worried. He got us two tickets to a movie i had clue the title of.

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It had been an incredibly unforgettable night. Matt had just driven me home. It was 11:00 and the house was silent except for my dad's deep breathing on the couch. I snuck up to my room and changed. Whatever movie Matt had taken me to (he still wouldnt tell me the name) had been amazing. He had even hugged me good-bye. Which might sound incredibly stupid since most guys would kiss a girl after their "date" but we were only friends. And i was happy about that. Tonight had been definitely more than amazing. Even though i had started out by crying, that was all forgotten. And Matt, to my surprise, didnt even ask what had happened. To that, i was even more thankful. I smiled and as i drifted off to sleep.