"Hey Melissa!" I heard suddenly behind me.
"Oh hey, Jim," I said.
"I need to speak you," Jim said serious.
I was kinda scared, seeing his angry face. You could read him like a book.
"What's up?"
"I know you're not a lesbian," Jim said serious.
Maybe a little too serious.
Someone, get me out of here?!
"Oh... Well now you know the truth."
"Why did you lie to me?"
"Well... Because... I didn't want to go on a date with you..?" I said nervously, looking around me for someone who could save me from this thing here.
"Please Melissa. Only one date."
"Jim. You're very cute anf stuff, but people say you're a player. And, Jim, I do not date players."
"Who told you that shit? I'm not a player, Melissa. I swear."
"I'm sorry, but it's hard to trust you. I mean, you're too fucking perfect. You're beautiful eyes, that cheekbone, and your perfect hair..." I immediately stopped. Good work, Melissa.
"That doesn't mean I'm a player," Jim said laughing. "Please go on one date with me?"
I looked him in the eyes. "Who told you that I'm not a lesbian?"
"Melissa, first answer my question."
"Okay! I'll go on a date with you. But just one date!"
"Thanks Melissa. I won't disappoint you," he said, kissing my hand. Ugh, cheesy.
o o o
Jim: I'll collect you at eight. Saturday.
Melissa: Okay.
Jim: Exited?
Melissa: No.
Jim: You're going to love this date!
Melissa: Right..
That dude's really a player. I made my homework and I went downstairs. Hm. Nobody's home.
I went to the refrigerator. Shit! Noting to eat. I closed the refrigerator, and I opened it again. Shit! Still nothing to eat. Life is hard.
I turned the television on. Yes! Adventure time! Life is beautiful.
Stranger: So... You're having a date with mister playboy?
Melissa: I told you, Louis and I are just friends.
Stranger: I meant Jim.
Melissa: Oh that. ;p
Yeah, this Saturday.
Stranger: Why?
Melissa: He begged me. Like for real.
Stranger: And that's why you say yes?
Melissa: No, I said yes because I want to give it a try.
Stranger: He's a player.
Melissa: So was Louis, and I won't take this date serious. So no worries.
Stranger: Promise?
Melissa: Promise.
Wow, Stranger is really protective. Even my dad isn't that protective.
Stranger: Good.
o o o
Today I've got a date with mister playboy. Ugh. That guy needs to get a life or something.
"Melissa, you need to look fine!" Tiana yelled at me, once I had opened the door.
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Best secret ever
RomanceFirst: you're having a normal life. Then: a stranger is texting you. At last: he tells you that he knows your secret. What are you gonna do? You would do everything to stop him from telling it to the whole school. But than he asks you to date a boy...
