It started with a chat with a friend. His name was Alex and mine Alyssa. We have been best friends since elementary school. We were so close to each other we did the stupidest shit in middle school. Last week he asked to take me on a date, Alex was hot and has always been there for me, no harm could come from it.
I wanted to make sure I looked my best. Shower, shave, brush and blush. That's all I needed. I brushed my long dark red hair and straightened it. After, I put on my mascara and eyeliner. I like to do it thick but not too thick, just enough to make my dark brown eyes stand out.
And for the finishing touches, clothes. I liked wearing band t-shirt's and skinny jeans, but today was special so I wore a good band t-shirt with a great skinny jeans. And just before I left I grabbed my white sleeveless leather vest.
I called Alex to see where we were meeting up.
"The mall? Okay, see you there." I had butterflies in my stomach, I couldn't wait to hang out with him.
I walked into the mall and saw him in at the food court yelling at the gumball machine. He was always doing stupid stuff like that.
"No! I wanted a RED gumball, not a Orange one!" he yelled as he shook the machine.
"What the hell are you doing?" I said laughing.
He turned around and he had his pockets full of colorful gumballs. He had every color but red.
"Hey." he said smiling that sexy smile.
Alex is sexy, without a doubt. His long blonde hair, a thin body but with muscle. And his eyes were a green brown mixture.
"Do you want me to try?" I said smiling at those big gorgeous eyes. I popped a quarter into the machine and sure enough a red gumball came spinning down the slide and into his hand.
"Lucky chance," he said staring at the gumball.
"Whatever, lets go see a movie." I said taking his hand.
We went to see a horror movie, The collection. I was watching it with no problems, but occasionally I looked over and saw Alex looking terrified. It was kind of funny watching him squirm.
After, we grabbed some Mc. Donald's and went to his house. He lived alone in a small one bedroom one bath apartment. His parents gave him the money to move out last week on his 19th birthday. They fully furnished it and he had no problems with it.
I actually think I started liking him after my 18th birthday. I remember he was my formal friend at the party. The only person who thought to bring me flowers on my birthday and every day since.
We sat at the coffee table and ate our burgers having the usual conversation about sex. He told me about how his previous girlfriend fucked him in the back of the car and than stole the car. I couldn't help but laughing.
"Wait, are you dating someone now?" I said wiping a happy tear from my face. I had laughed so hard I started crying.
