Part I

It was my first date with him.  Oh I knew I was not his first choice, but I was going!  Not only was it my first date with him, but my first concert.  I couldn’t wait.  I took time to get ready.  I put on my best jeans. a peach colored shirt and my boots.  I took time with my make up and dabbed some lip gloss on.  I sprayed some Beautiful on and left for the west side.

I was really nervous as I walked up to his door.  I so wanted him to like me.  He opened the door "Hey" he said- "Come on in".  I walked in and met his parents.  I was shaking like a leaf.

"My best friend is coming to pick us up", he smiled at me.

"Great", I said and smiled back.

We heard the car pull up at the bottom of the driveway and walked out the door.  We walked toward the grey 4 runner.  He opened the back door and climbed in.  I followed him.

"Hey, Mike, this is my friend, Jenny, Jenny, this is Mike" Jim said.

"Hi" Mike smiled.

"Hey" I said smiling at the blond with the bright blue eyes.  "Thanks for driving"

"No problem- Sting will be awesome" he smiled as he glanced at the pretty brunette in the front seat next to him.

We took off.  I glanced at Jim and sighed.  My first date with Jim.  And the night I met Michael Markmiller….my life would NEVER be the same again….

to be continued….


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