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….