I started to get ready for my date with Aaron. I took a shower and out on my best (and cutest) outfit. I did my make up the way my mom does. I don't put on lip stick or anything like that. All of the women in my family use make up to bring out they're "natural beauty" so we don't contrast. We wear make up that's the color of our skin and stuff that'll just make our skin healthier and softer. I put my hair up in a chinese bun. My outfit was a pair of denim hip huggers with a tan sweater top, one of those ones that covers you arms but leaves you shoulders open, my outfit showed every one of my curves. I also put just a little bit of glitter on my face. My mom let me wear her 24k hoop earings too! And last but not least my swade tan purse with the cursive "J" embrodered in it.
Aaron was there right on time, when I got upstairs he was sitting on the couch talking to my parents. Oh boy!, I thought to myself.
"Oh hey Jamie!" Aaron greeted me with a smile. He looked at me and his eyes went wide. He slowly examined every inch of my body. Maybe I went a little crazy with the body hugging clothing.
I let out a tiny laugh and said, "Hey Aar," my dad shot a murderous glare at Aaron knowing exactly what Aaron was looking at.
Aaron looked particularly good. He had on a black silk button up and khaki cargo pants. He had his hair gelled down and his face was freshly shaven. I sat down next to him and he smelled like Abercrombie and Fitch collonge. He put his arm around me and my father's gaze intensified.
"Daddy cut it out!" I said inching in closer to Aaron just to piss him off. "So what were you guys talking about before I so wonderfully graced this room with my presence?"
"Oh nothing really, Aaron was just telling us about his last tour," my mom answered.
"Well that's nice. We'd better go before dad tries to murder my date," I said to my mom with a smile.
"OK hun, have a good time," my mom said with a polite wave.
"I want her home by midnight!" my father yelled as we were walking down the front walk towards Aaron's car. "If you are so much as a minute late you better sleep wih your eyes open boy!"
"Shut up dad!" I yelled back at him. Aaron opened my door for me. He's so nice.
"OK let's get going," he said as he started up the car.
When we got into the theatre we sat in the way back and in the two darkest spots we could find. We got a large popcorn and two drinks (one each). He still smelled great I hoped I did too. As a last minute precaution I sprayed some Adidas for Women on myself. The movie was great. I just wished it was longer. We walked out into the parking lot and Aaron, once again, opened my door for me. It was only twenty of nine and my parents weren't expecting me back until twelve.
"Wanna go get something to eat?" Aaron asked, I'm starving.
"Sure, sounds good to me."
We went to The Cheesecake Factory and there was at least 30 fans screaming through our whole meal. He got a cheese burger and I just got a peice of Oreo Cheesecake. We finished eating and went out to his car.
"So...," Aaron began. "What do you wanna do now?"
I shruged and he said, "Hey! do you want to go to my house? You can see everyone. They're all dying to meet you."
"OK, your house it is than!"
