A Date Or Outing?

My heart skipped a beat immediately he said that.

I took in a deep breath, released it and stopped myself form laughing.

What the hell was wrong with me? I was blushing over a guy merely taking me out?

Ethan has done that countless times so why is this different?

"Are you still there." The phone vibrated in my hands as he spoke.

"No..I mean..yes." I stammered, bringing the phone closer to my hot burning cheek.

"Alright, fine I would send you the address to meet. Is that fine by you?" He asked.

"Sure." I responded.

"Okay,bye." He said and cut the call.

I quickly dropped the phone and took out one of my journals to fan myself.

The fan was working but I couldn't even feel the breeze.

"Come on control yourself, Clara. So you don't get hurt." My inner mind said.

I shrugged, dropped back the journal and shut tight my eyes.

What was really going on with me. 

I took back my phone to re watch his performance on the stage when a message from him entered.

I tapped it. 

"Let's meet at Greenland Restaurant." He texted.

I slightly nodded my head and stood up from the bed.

I shouldn't keep him waiting.

I hurried over to the wardrobe and flung it open.

What was I going to wear now.

"You better be careful. Ever since your lips had brushed his, you have been behaving like a confused being. Are you sure this isn't love." My inner mind spoke out.

Love? I quickly shook the thought off my head and continued staring at my clothes.

Love wasn't possible. I can't fall in love again not just after a fresh break up.

This was just lust. I guess. Though I don't know why my mind was telling me otherwise.

My hand ran through my clothes looking for the best outfit to wear.

I finally cane in contact with a short silver gown.

The one my aunt bought for me on my last birthday.

I hadn't worn it since then. Perhaps it was specially made for this day.

I quickly put it on and walked over to the mirror stand.

I applied little quantity of make up on my face.

Wore my wristwatch, wrist bead and my ear ring.

I also didn't forget to fix the fashion rings my mom bought me.

After some minutes I stood up and looked st my self in the mirror. Gorgeous!

You don't know you are good at something until you try it.

I put my phone into a black bag and wore a black heel to match.

I was spraying perfume on my body when the door flung open.

It was Emile and Ivy. Oh shit! I wish they hadn't come now.

They were going to start asking a whole lot of questions now.

"Where are you going dressed this beautiful, Clara." Ivy asked.

"I'm..going out." I mouthed.

"Outing or for a date?" Emile asked.

I scoffed. Questions I wasn't ready to answer.

"Outing." I responded.

"Ooh tell us Clara." Ivy said and walked towards me.

"Are you going for a date?" She asked, her hands on my shoulder.

"Why is that the first question you are asking me?" I said.

"Your outfit says it all. You don't go out this gorgeous, Clara." Emile chipped in.

My gaze fell on my wrist watch. It was already thirty minutes past the time he sent the location.

I needed to find way to get out of here or they make me go late.

"Fine..fine.. I'm going out for a date." I said.

I don't know whether that was a lie or just partially the truth.

"So who's the lucky guy?" Emile asked, coming closer to me also.

"Someone." I uttered.

"Is it the same someone you had been thinking about all this while." Ivy suddenly asked.

"No, it's Ethan and there's no other someone." I lied. 

I couldn't tell them it was James Hunter. They were going to take it the wrong way.

"Ethan?" Why? After what he did to you?" Ivy burst out while Emile slightly chuckled.

"I told you earlier it was not a date it's just an outing. He's just trying to make peace." I defended.

They both shrugged and went over to their beds.

I flung my handbag over my shoulder and walked towards the door.

My hands hovered on the door knob as I opened it.

I turned back to face them. "Come on guys it isn't Ethan, it's someone else." I said and quickly rushed out of the door.

If I stayed a minute longer they are going to capture me and force me to tell them who it was.

And I wasn't ready for that right now. I don't even know how it was going to sound in their ears if they heard that it was James Hunter.

Ivy is going to be like "The celebrity king!!" 

And Emile is going to say. "This is the impossibility getting possible."

That was her usual slang. I slightly smiled.

It was actually fun having the both of them as room mates.

They were just the perfect sisters I didn't have. 

My heels hit softly the cemented floor as I walked out of the females dorm.

Everyone gaze on the hallway fell on me the second I stepped out of the dorm.

Sweats ran down my spine. I hate it when people stare at me freaking too much.

"She's damn hot." I heard a guy's voice.

"Far more than her younger sister. And yet no one noticed that." The other responded.

I shrugged. My legs vibrated as I hurried out of the hallway.

I walked through the field to the gate.

"Please I need a pass card." I mouthed, bringing out the required money to purchase it.

He brought out a pass card from the cross bag hung around his neck.

"Celebrity king already paid for it." The gare man said.

 

A broad smile appeared on my face. "Alright thanks." I said, dipped the money back into my cross bag and took it from him.

James was really doing great in making me to smile frequently.

I took in a quick breath as I walked out of the school gate.

The street was busy. Cars sped past and music from different places vibrated my ear drum.

I waved to stop a cab. For almost two minutes no cab stopped until finally one.

"Good morning sir. I'm going to Greenland restaurant. Can you take me there?" I said.

"Sure, hop in."

I slightly nodded and pulled out the car door.

I exhaled the second I sat down.

My inner mind spoke out.

"When you get to him behave like the just and carefree lady that you are and nothing less than that."