After riding in Brandie's older sister's worn
out car, I learned that Brandie's date, which she
"forgot" to mention was Cedrick's best
friend. Probably the only way she could get me a date with
him.
"Woah, Ashlee. Are you okay? You look terrified. You
alright?" Brandie's practically identical older
sister asked me with a minorly worried face.
"Yeah, I'm great." I faked a quick smile and
stepped out of the parked car, and waited for Brandie to
fix her hair and makeup in the front seat mirror.
"Almost done, Brandie?" I said impatiently. I
didn't even know where we were exactly, but I
recognized it as a mall, with a huge Target and it looked
extremly modern and fresh. It was to my liking. I
studied the buildings crazy floor to ceiling glass walls
and the rush of busy shoppers around it, but I couldn't
really take it all in.
I was thinking about Cedrick again. I mean, I hardly know
him anyway. Why am I freaking out, even in the slightest? I
mean, I can't possibly have a chance, so I just sighed
and prepared myself for the worst. Finally, Brandie
glamourisly jumped out of the car and smoothed out the
creases in her dress.
"Ready?" she smiled eagerly.
I frowned, "If about-to-sh●t-myself is considered
ready, then yes. I am so utterly ready for this." and
began bouncing around. Something I embarassingly do when
I'm nervous.
"Calm down, you'll be fine,"
Brandie began "oh, bye Carrie!" she waved at
her sister's car, as it drove off into the traffic.
"Whatever. So, what are we doing at a mall,
anyway?" I asked as we walked toward the entrance,
barley dodging oncoming cars, and managing to get a finger
pointed our way.
"Because," Brandie panted, continueusly looking
down at her shoes, worrying about them no doubt. "this
is the best place we could chill and have special moments
in, you know?" she winked.
"Fine, but where are we meeting up with them
anyway?" I wondered, pondering the thought of a scary
awkward encounter.
"At that Smoothie Place in the food court." she
replied.
"Oh. Well, how far is that, anyway?" I asked, as
we stepped through the large automatic doors into complete
Saturday mall chaos.
"Uhm..." Brandie slid through crying
children and slow senior shoppers before finally coming
back to see me."It's in section A. So, that
way." She pointed right, and started marching along
with me. Out of my dress pocket I pulled out my phone.
"It's already 2:30. When were we supposed to meet
them?" I asked panically.
"Right now. Between 2:30 and 3:00. Don't worry so
much, you'll be fine." she assured and kept
ushering me faster. "I'm so excited, aren't
you?! Wait, don't answer. I don't want your mopey
replies to bring me down." she giggled.
"Well, what is this kid's name, anyway?" I
looked at her cautiously. "Uhm, it's... Ryan.
No... wait... it's uhm..." she twisted her lips in
confusion.
"Really, Dee? You don't even know his
name?"
"Shut up! I do know... it's... it's... OH!
Blake. That's it." she smiled proudly to me, as we
passed endless stores.
"I hope it is..." I murmered, and quickly ran
towards a mall map. "Okay, we're almost there.
Just past the Apple Store, and they should be right around
the corner." I started breathing heavily again.
"Awesome! Let's go faster! Come on!"
I sighed, but followed Brandie faster and faster until we
reached the food court. My heart renched.
I should've given up.
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