Elena
A pair of headlights peer through the open blinds of the family room. Why do I have the jitters? I'm just going out with my friends...and Mike. I shouldn't be nervous, but I am. It's not like this is our first date.
It's your first date as an actual couple. My subconscious reminds me.
"Ah, yay! He's here!" Rachel exclaims with joy. Before Paul can climb out of his car, Rachel turns to me. "If you see me leave with Paul, it's only because we want to be alone for a bit. I'll have my phone on me, though, okay?"
I give her a look. "You're not going to...you know, are you?" My face scrunches with the thought.
Her gun-metal eyes widen, the pink gloss on her lips separate as her chin drops to the floor. She swats my arm. "No. We just want to hang out, talk, and just be around each othe
