I hung around for a while and then he walked me home.
I lay on my bed as I had this morning. This time with my eyes closed. I had no need to stare at the ceiling. My first kiss, eh? He had kissed my cheek as I was on the doorstep as well. He had seemed a lot clever than I had origianlly thought. He was rich, hansome, not spotty, tall, funny and overall just plain nice. He made me feel special and as if I was a real person.
I wondered how I made him feel. I hope he enjoyed the kiss, I did. He asked for my number and asked me out too. That's surely a good sign. He must like me a bit. I don't think I don't like anything about him. I like the fact that he's a rebel but he's not too rebellious. I like the way he's so easy-going and he doesn't force me into doing anything I don't want to do.
We're going to see each other tomorrow. He said he's going to take me out for a surprise. I don't know what to expect. What should I wear? Well, I only wore jeans and a top today and that seemed okay.
Should I wear something more flashy and revealing? Should I wear make-up? Should I try something different?