Friday night I had the time of my life. In fact, it has been an unbelievable weekend altogether. I went on my first date with Katlyn. I know we have spent a couple of afternoons hanging out, but Friday night was the first time we actually labeled it a date. She put the whole night in my hands, so for starters, I decided to take her out to eat. This time, instead of a public school setting or my dorm, I made sure to pick a spot as romantic and personal as possible. The whole “movie idea” did come to mind, but since I don’t know her as well as I would like to, I thought it would be better to sit down and just converse. Going to the movies is fun and all, but I always felt it doesn’t give you time to chitchat. Instead, you are concentrating on the screen, not your date.
We had a great time in each others company and the food was incredible. After we ate our main meal, I told her not to have dessert. I took her to this little café where they serve the best tiramisu I’ve ever had. I let her try a bite and she instantly fell in love with the taste. She kept asking me to give her just one more taste in a cute, soft-spoken voice. It was genuinely cute and every time she spoke, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
It has been such a long time since someone could make me forget about all the bad things in life. Helped me forget about all the problems. Last night, I lost myself in her eyes. She took my mind and soul. I forgot for one night about my boring classes. There were no parent issues. No religion and philosophical questions. Most importantly, there was no “bitch”. Katlyn makes me forget about everyone and everything and maybe that is exactly what I need.
By the end of the night it got even better. When we arrived at school, I walked her back to her dorm. She stopped right in front of her door and turned her back towards it. When she turned around, she looked right at me and I could swear I saw a goddess. She is the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. She smiled and asked “Why are you looking at me like that?” I immediately smiled and said “It is the first time in my life that I can honestly say I’ve seen an angel.” She took her eyes away from mine and glanced at the floor with a giggle, all while blushing. I put my hand on her chin and lifted her face. I made eye contact again and she could see I was serious. We both leaned towards each other and her soft lips slowly met with mine. It was magic. Just like a romance movie.
After a minute or two, we stopped to catch our breaths and opened our eyes. She smiled again and her face began to blush. I was hoping she would ask me to come in, but after the time she told me I was moving too fast, I sure as hell wasn’t going to ask myself. Who knows what she might have thought if I tried to enter her room. I didn’t want her to think I only wanted sex, even though it would’ve definitely been amazing. I really like her and want her to know I feel a connection with her deeper than friendship. After the kiss, I told her it was getting late and would call her the next day. She grinned and thanked me for the lovely time, and that was the end to my perfect evening. Well almost perfect, she still could have invited me inside…
Saturday, I spent the day with my friends. They asked me to drive back home to hang out. I should have known it was going to be a surprise birthday party. As soon as I walked into Mike’s place, everyone shouted “Surprise!” It was actually my first surprise birthday party. It was a real awesome time, but then again, I always have fun around my friends. It is good to have them around. Don’t get me wrong, during my freshman year I met some cool kids at my college, but no one could ever compare to my old friends. I know I only live 20 minutes away, but I still miss them, especially after days like Saturday. It’s not the same because I know I can’t just walk to John’s or Mike’s house whenever I feel like it. I guess I am one lucky person to have people like them in my life. Still, anything beats being at home listening to my father ramble.
I decided not to let my parents know I was in town because I didn’t want to see them. So instead, I spent the night at Mikes. If my father knew I was home, he would have started preaching that I should go to Sunday Mass. Yeah, I would rather not…
I was a little upset because Katlyn was unable to make it to the party. She said she had to take care of some things. Supposedly her parents were being assholes, too. She did tell me she would make it up later, but I told her she didn’t have to. I told her I could relate to the bullshit that parents can put their kids through.
