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Perfect date night

Today I had a date night. Cool, right?

Not for me.

Let’s recap.

I was waiting for the date whilst checking out other gals. Some were what one may call ,,curvy”, others were #goals, others didn’t have anything special to show off. Some seemed to be rather grumpy, always angry, some reminded me of the stereotypical dumb blondes, others seemed fake as hell. It was so depressing to try to predict what their lives would look like in the future. I suspect they’ll marry a dumbass that only cares about his PockemonGo and poses shirtless on IG. A macho, that calls his mommy when you hurt his fragile feelings. A guy that doesn’t read anything apart from his Tinder messages.

Then, Sally appeared. She looked pretty damn fine.She really did. She wore black dress and this cute denim jacket.I even thought about taking a selfie with her to post on my Snapchat story. That would be such shocker to my pals. Nobody ships us, so their jaws would drop.

"Holden!" she said. "It's awesome to see you!" She had one of these squeaky, embarrassing voices that you could hear from a mile. She got away with it because she was a solid 9, but it always annoyed the hell out of me.

„You too” I said. „What’s up?"

„Fine, thanks. Am I late?"

I told her no, but she obviously was. I didn't care, though. I can’t be bothered by that.

"The show starts at two-forty.”

"What are we going to see?" she said.

"I dunno. Twilight. It's all I could get tickets for."

"Twilight! OMG!" Of course she was in seven heaven.

We fooled around a bit in the Uber on the way to the cinema. Just to show you how cheeky I am, I told her I loved her and all. It was a lie, of course, but the thing is, I meant it when I said it. I'm a freak.

"Oh, babe, I love you too," she said.

"Promise me you'll let your hair grow. Short hair is so outdated. My Pinterest told me so. And your hair's so fab."

Her Pinterest told her so … OK.

The movie wasn't as bad as some I've seen. Still, it was rather crappy It was something about a vampire and this ridiculous girl, who for some unknown reason fell in love with him. There was no real plot or action, just some overdramatic conversations and deep stares. The chick, Bella, I don’t get what she saw in that guy … I mean, he’s more than 1000 years older than her. Who would want to hook up with him? I get it, he’s hot and all, but gosh, would it be awkward for them to be together. The hot vampire was played by Robert Pattinson, who did kinda OK-ish, but all in all, I hate the dude. I don’t even know why, he just seems too good, so that’s terrible. I dunno. He really did look like a vampire, he was super pale and sparkled, but it was just too realistic. He got too much into his character. It’s so annoying when somebody is so vain and thinks he’s entitled to always do everything perfect. Hate these privileged people. But anyway, he was the only decent one in the film, he looked like he had at least something in his brain. I’ll give it to him.

During the break we went out for a smoke. I’ve never seen so many jerks in my your life, everybody vaping like there’s no tomorrow. Sally didn't talk much, she was too moved by the ,,perfect Robert”. Then, she saw some friend on the other side of the room. Some guy in one of those Calvin Klein sweatshirts and those fancy Yeezy shoes. Ivy League, obv. Big deal. Sally kept saying, "I know that guy from somewhere." She always knew somebody. She kept saying that till I got tired of it and I said to her, "Why don't you go on over and give him a big kiss, if you know him? He'll be delighted." She got furious when I said that. The guy noticed her and came over and said hi. You should have seen the way they said hi. You'd have thought they hadn't seen each other in twenty years. It was cringe-worthy. The funny part was, they probably met each other just once, at some terrible party. Finally, Sally introduced us to each other. His name was George something something--I don't even remember--and he went to Andover. Big, big deal. You should have seen him when Sally asked him how he liked the play. He stepped back, and stepped right on the lady's foot behind him. What a disgrace. He said the movie itself was no masterpiece, but that Pattinson, of course, was absolute perfection.

Perfection, for God’s sake, perfection.

That killed me. Then he and Sally started talking about a lot of people they both knew. It was the worst conversation type of all the conversation types you can imagine.

It was such relief when the break was over. Such a relief.

And then, when the film was over, they continued their goddam chit-chat. The worst part was, the guy was so pushy, he was blatantly trying to steal my date. I even thought for a minute that he was going to get in the Uber with us, but he had to meet his pals for drinks, he said. I could see them all sitting around in some posh bar, with their sparkling Prosecco, perfect typical white rich guys.

I sort of hated Sally by the time we got in the car after listening to that idiot for about ten hours. I was ready to take her home, but she said, "I have an awesome idea!"

She was always having an awesome idea.

"What time do you have to be home for dinner?

„Me? Whatever time I want” I said. „Why?"

"Let's go ice-skating at Radio City!"

That's the kind of ideas she always had.

"Ice-skating at Radio City? Now?"

"Just for an hour or so. Don't you want to? If you don't want to--"

"I didn't say I didn't want to, TBH, I don’t care” I said. ,,You decide.”

„Ok, then you don’t want to.”

,,I truly want to.”

,,Great, I knew you’d love this idea”.

Yeah…

"You can rent those fab skating skirts," Sally said. "Jeannette posted a photo in it last week."

That's why she was so keen to go. She wanted to see herself in one of those skimpy skirts that reveal more than they cover.

So we went, and after they gave us our skates, they gave Sally this little blue miniskirt. She really looked like such a babe in it, though. I have to admit it. She clearly knew this too. She kept teasing me, by shaking her booty. It did look pretty cute, too. I have to admit it.

"Do you want to get a table inside and have a drink or something?" I said to her finally.

"That's the best idea you've had all day," she said.

We went inside this bar, but Sally wasn't looking too happy. I wanted to snuggle, or something, but she didn’t seem to be in the mood.I leaned nearer to her over the table. I had quite a few topics on my mind.

"Hey, Sally," I said.

"What?" she said.

"Do you ever get mad?" I said. "I mean do you ever feel that everything is going to go nasty unless you do something? I mean do you like school, and all that?"

„Are you kidding? Who does?”

"I mean do you hate it? I know it’s terrible, but do you hate it?”

"Well, I don't exactly hate it. You always have to--"

"Well, I hate it. Gosh, do I hate it," I said. "But it isn't just that. It's everything. I hate living in New York. Taxis, and buses, with the drivers always yelling at you, and the dollars, everything being about dollars, and being introduced to snobbish guys that call Robert Pattinson perfect, and --"

"Don't yell" Sally said.

"You know something?" I said. "You're probably the only reason I'm in New York right now, or anywhere. If you weren't around, I'd probably be somewhere far away. In the woods or whatever, just not here."

"Look," I said. "Here's my idea. Do you wanna run away with me?I know this guy whose car we could borrow for a couple of weeks. What we could do is, tomorrow morning we could drive up to Massachusetts and Vermont. It's dope up there, promise."

I was getting excited, the more I thought of it, and I reached over and took Sally's hand."I have about a hundred and eighty bucks in the bank. I can take it out and get this guy's car. Not kidding. I could get a job somewhere and we could live somewhere, we could get married or something. We could have an amazing time! Are you down? Girl, you gotta be down!”

"You can't just do something like that," she said. She seemed annoyed as hell.

"Why not? Why the hell not?"

"Stop yelling, gosh" she said.

„Who said I can’t? Who?”

„I said. First of all, we're both practically children. And did you ever think what you'd do when your money would run out? We'd starve to death. The whole thing's so unreal, it isn't even--"

"It isn't unreal. I'd get a job. Don't worry about that. You don't have to worry about that. What's the issue? Don't you want to go with me?"

"It isn't that. It isn't that at all," Sally said. I was beginning to hate her, sort of.

"We'll have a ton of time to do cool things. I mean after you go to college and all. There’ll be tons of cool places to go to."

"No, there wouldn't be. There wouldn't be tons of cool places to go to. It'd be completely different,"

I was getting depressed again. There was no way we could speak nicely to each other, let alone, run away together. TBH, Sally is pretty terrible. I truly think she’s the worst.

"C'mon, let's get out" I said. „You’re really getting on my nerves right now"

Boy, did it hit her. I know I shouldn’t have said it, and I probably wouldn’t have, but she was so unbearably annoying. Usually I’m not that rude. Boy, did it hit her. She was even crying. Which freaked me out a bit, because I was afraid she'd go home and complain to her dad. Her father was one of those big scary dudes that you don’t want to mess up with.

"I'm sorry, don’t be like that" I kept telling her. "C'mon, I'll take you home."

"I can go home by myself, thanks. If you think I'd let you take me home, you're mad. Seriously unbelievable.”

The whole thing was sort of funny, in a way, if you thought about it, and all of a sudden I did something I shouldn't have - I giggled. It made Sally angrier than ever. This was the end. She kept telling me to go away and leave her alone. So finally I did.

What a perfect date night, almost as perfect as Robert Pattinson.

#thoughts #sadlife #datenight #i hate this #terrible

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