The Date. Part III.

Part III. The Phone Call.

Sunday Night. Girl sleeps over Church Lady’s house. Church Lady has known both Boy and Girl since middle school and has discipled Girl for years. Church Lady knows “the Date” is a huge deal.
Girl wakes up with a knot in her stomach. Girl vows to never ask any boy out again ever.
Girl searches through her clothes and realizes that all of them are for summer camp and a missions trip to Mexico. GIRL HAS NOTHING TO WEAR ON DATE. Girl tries on Church Lady’s Daughters’ clothes and text messages pictures of herself to them with giant question marks. Girl tries on everything from skanky tube tops to prom dresses. Girl settles for orange shirt she already had in her suitcase and jeans.
Boy has told Girl that he will call her. Girl knows date is taking place tonight.
It is approaching three o’clock. Girl still doesn’t know when Boy is coming. This almost reminds Girl of Jesus preparing a place for her and she hopes her friends have enough oil and the dragon lady with the heads doesn’t devour the baby and golden gates of pearl....
Girl sits with her cell phone on one side of her and Church Lady’s house phone on the other side of her. Waiting.
Girl discusses with Daughters what time the Date will probably be and what the time means. 6:00 means friendy. 7:00 means datey.
Phone rings.
It is the first time Girl has ever talked to Boy on the phone. Girl stands up and paces the floor because who can talk to Boy sitting down? Plus she’s freaking out.
Boy informs Girl they are double dating with his Sister (other sister that the one Girl spent so much car time with.) and Boy’s Friend #1. Girl is a little relieved.
Boy tells Girl he was thinking about Benihana’s. Girl thinks of an episode of the Office where they go to a Japanese place where they cook the food right in front of you. “That Benihana’s?” Boy informs Girl “yeah.”
Boy asks Girl if 6:30 or 7:00 would be better.
Girl nonchalantly replies “um, seven?”
Boy and Girl chat for a minute then Boy interrupts Girl.
Boy: “Wait..um.. Can I start over?”
Girl: “What? Yeah?”
Boy: “Would you like to go out to dinner tonight with me?”
*Girl flips out inside, but plays it remarkably cool on the phone*
Girl: “Ha, YES!”
Boy and Girl chat a minute more then hang up. Girl has had successful phone conversation with Boy. Church Lady looks at Girl in expectation. Girl re-enacts phone conversation for Church Lady and she gasps and cheers in all the right places. So do Daughters.
Girl goes to take a shower and as she is jumping out, Girl’s awesome Roommate calls her from Spain. Roommate and Girl flip out. Roommate tries to calm Girl down but only succeeds in making her even more nervous even though Girl is greatly thankful for Roommate’s call.
Girl goes downstairs to wait for Boy.
Church Lady runs to the bathroom and informs Girl to not answer the door under any circumstance. Church Lady must open the door to greet Boy.

Girl sits on couch.

The doorbell rings.

Church Lady screams.


*sorry to those who thought this was the ending (Heather), there will be a fourth part. :-)*

The Date. Part II.

Part II. The Email

Girl emails Boy to inform him that she will be in his vicinity between Summer Camp and Missions Trip for two days. Girl goes off to Summer Camp before hearing from Boy.
Girl is at Summer Camp with all of Boy’s friends and Boy’s Sister.
Everyone knows.
Boy’s Sister upon seeing Girl smiles a “I know what you did” smile. Girl hides behind Bible.
Boy’s Sister informs Girl not to worry and that Boy is “excited.” Girl feels a little better but still like a moron.

After multiple days, Girl musters up the courage to check her email. Boy has emailed Girl. It says so in the Inbox. Girl opens email. Boy asks Girl if double date is okay the Monday after she gets back from Summer Camp. Girl flips out and runs to Boy’s friends, who are also Girl’s friends, to inform them of the successful email conveyance of information.

Girl: “He emailed me back!”
Boy’s Friend #1: “Monday Night?”
Girl: “WHAT?!”
Boy’s Friend #1: “And I already know where you’re going.”
Boy’s Friend #1 leans over to Friend-Boy who conveniently left Girl to talk to Boy in Part 1 of the Date Saga and whispers in his ear.
Friend-Boy: “Nice place. I’m totally gonna show up on your date.”
Girl: “I’ll murder you and your family.”

Girl realizes everyone knows much more about this date than she does. Friggin’ idiots.

Sunday day. Girl rides home from Myrtle Beach to Northern Virginia (9 hours) with Boy’s sister. Girl tries to make funny jokes so it gets back to Boy she is funny. Girl is also a friggin’ idiot.

Part III "The Date" yet to come.

The Date.

Although a little later than I intended, here it is, The Date story as promised.

Part I. The Question

Eighth Grade. Girl meets Boy. Boy is cute. Girl likes Boy.

Eighth grade through Junior year in college. Girl likes Boy. Boy is still cute. Girl doesn’t talk to Boy much, maybe once a year at camp, and Girl gets distracted every so often by other boys. However, Boy remains backup and underlying distraction to Girl.

This summer. June. Girl goes to mall with Girlfriends and is hanging out at the foodcourt. Girlfriends are intimately familiar with Girl’s fellings toward Boy. One Girlfriend who thinks she’s funny says “LOOK! Is that Boy??” Girl politely informs Girlfriend to shut it and “you’re not even funny.” Girl turns around to see Boy standing across the food court. Girl gets butterflies.
Girl with Girlfriends approaches Boy. Boy says hi to everyone but mostly looks at Girl making her face the color of Tammy Faye’s lips. Girl says bye and kicks herself for not asking for Boy’s phone number. Girl can’t concentrate for two days.

The next night. Girlfriends kidnap Girl and drive past Boy’s house. Girl screams in backseat and hides. Girl lies on Girlfriend’s very plush lawn with Girlfriends, giggles, and laments over her lack of guts to ask Boy out. (Girl knows Boy is afraid of girls and will never ask Girl himself.) Girlfriends think it’s funny to find his picture in their yearbooks and show them to Girl.

The next morning. Sunday. Girl goes to church. In church of 10,000 people, Girl is fully prepared and expecting to not even see Boy. Girl walks in. Boy is standing right there talking to mutual Friend-Boy who knows of Girl’s infatuation. Friend-boy thinks it’s funny to leave Girl to talk to Boy alone.

During Boy’s midsentence about whatever he was talking about, Girl interrupts with “I have two questions”
Girl: “I have two questions.”
Boy: “Uh huh”
Girl: “Do you have a girlfriend?”
*Completely ininterpretable look. Literally a look that a mind reader couldn’t figure out. I’m serious.*
Boy: “Um, no.”
*Weird smirk? Nervous smile? Scared look of pain????? I DON’T KNOW!”*
Girl takes deep breath and realizes she is literally getting dizzy.
Girl: “Blah Blah date Blah Blah imanidiot Blah sometime?”
Boy: “Sure.”
*Awkward Silence*
Boy: “Do you have like a number or something?”
Girl: “No.”
(I’m not exaggerating.)
*More Silence*
Girl loses ability to form words.
Girl: “Blah Don’t Blah Blah cellphone Blah mom’s Blah no charger Blah Blah have.”
Girl realizes what’s happening and that she lives 6 hours away from Boy.
Girl: “Can I email you to tell you when I’m gonna be up here?”
Boy: “Sure. Maybe we can catch a movie or something.”
Girl: “Okay. Bye”
Girl literally runs away. Seriously.

That afternoon Girl drives home five hours with nothing but her thoughts.

Stay tuned for Part II. "The Email."

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I love sitting on babies. Here's another picture of my nephew. It's friday night and apparently, this is all I'm good for.