Bab 42: Pre-Date
“This doesn’t look right.” I say to myself as I look in the mirror at my dress. Tonight's the charity auction date with Alexander and I’m super-duper nervous. The last time I had a date was with Myers and he stood me up.
What if Alexander does the same thing to me? I feel like he won’t but we can’t control the universe.
Suddenly I hear a knock at the door downstairs. Must be Lyra and the girls. Jogging down the stairs I reach the door and open it up. As soon as they walk in all I hear is chatter among them.
“Whatever you're totally lying.” Khadijah says.
“No, I’m serious I really did see Robert Patterson at the mini mart.” Kate tells everyone.
“Why would Robert Patterson come to St. Helena?” Lyra asked putting her hands on her hips.
“To get away from the media, duh.” Kate says in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Umm. Hi guys.” I say to them awkwardly. They’ve been in my house for like 5 minutes and haven’t said anything to me.
“HEY!” They all say in unison.
“Is that what you're going to wear?” Mary asked looking me up and down with a dissatisfied look on her face.
I glance down at my outfit, unsure of how to respond to her.
“You don’t like it. I thought it looked weird.” I reply to her. It’s a dark blue knee-length dress with ruffles at the bottom and color sequences all over the dress. Now that I fully observe it it looks like a party dress. I groan out in frustration.
“Yeah, where are you going to disco night?” Kate says sarcastically. “Look we got you come on let’s go upstairs and look inside your closet." All the girls follow behind me as we reach my room.
Kate and Lyra start to look in my closet for a new dress. They both start to bicker over which article of clothing in my closet is the ugliest. Right now, I’m rethinking inviting them here. Mary walks over to my painting and observes them. I’m not all that great at painting, but I have some of the basics down. Khadjiah plops down on my bed and gets on her phone. While everyone is occupied with something, I stand the middle of my room staring into the mirror contemplating everything.
“I like this one.” Kate says to Lyra while smoothing down the dress she had in her hands.
“Me too.” Lyra says agreeing with her. I walk over to them to see what dress they had picked.
It’s a dark pink dress with long sleeves and stripes all the way down the dress.
“No, I can’t wear that.” Kate and Lyra look at me like ‘are you kidding me it’s the perfect dress’. “He’s taking me somewhere that’s warm I’ll burn up in that.” They turn back around and start to look for another one.
“Hey Quinn you should sell these paintings.” Mary tells me as she runs her fingers down my ocean painting.
“Really. It’s not that good I just dabble in it.” I tell her shrugging my shoulders.
“Obviously we aren't seeing the same thing.” She walks up to me with the painting. “In like two weeks St. Helena is going to have the flea market open up bring these painting and I’m sure they’ll sell.” She pats me on the shoulder and lays on the bed next to Khadijah.
“Have you guys found something yet?” Khadijah asked Lyra and Kate while keeping her eyes glued to her phone.
“Perfection can’t be rushed ok just wait.” Kate says in a frustrated tone as she walks over to my jewelry box leaving Lyra by the closet.
“Dij what are you looking at your eyes haven’t left the screen?” I asked her while looming over her as she lays on my bed.
“I’m searching up your man Quinn we have to make sure he isn’t like some mad man or something. Oh my god who’s this girl.” She said jumping off my bed and pushing her phone in my face. I back the phone up a little so I could see the picture. It’s Alexander on the beach holding on to a girl's waist. When I realize who the girl is, I roll my eyes at the picture.
“Don’t worry about that it’s his friend Aren. They’re not together trust me I asked.” I tell her putting her phone down.
“How do you know he wasn't lying?” Mary asked looking at the photo also. Trying to analyze it.
“I just know.” I tell them. I can’t explain it but when he tells me something, I know he isn’t lying or fooling with me. It’s like a gut feeling or something.
“Ok we found the perfect dress go try it on.” Lyra pushes the dress in my hands and ushers me to my bathroom. Taking off the sequence dress I put on the one they gave me. Before walking out the bathroom I observe the dress in the mirror. It was a short baby blue dress with slightly puffy sleeves it’s perfect. I bought it last year, but I had nowhere to wear it to. Coming out the bathroom they all turn around with their jaws dropped to the floor.
“Quinney baby you look amazing.” Lyra says looking at me with adoration.
“I agree.” Kate says.
“Totally,” Mary adds on.
“Now wear these white shoes and Kate can do your hair she’s in cosmetology come on girls let’s Hustle.” Dij says.
20 minutes later...
Finally, I got my dress, shoes and my hair are pinned to the back and some of my curly tendrils hang out on the side and the back of my head. Literally as soon as we are done the doorbell rings, must be Alexander who’s exactly on time.
“Come on come on.” Lyra says rushing me out the room.
“My bag.” I tell her trying to turn back around so I can get it. Lyra redirects me back down the stairs.
“I got it!” Mary screams out.
We make it to the door and I stand there fiddling my fingers together, being nervous was an understatement I felt like I was going to throw up. Usually I’m nervous, but never THIS nervous.
“Do I answer the door or?” I asked them as I reach for the door knob. Lyra smacks my hand away and shakes her head at me.
“No lady should open the door it isn’t proper stand there and look pretty.” Lyra tells me.
Alexander P.O.V.-
Turning my car off I get out my car and start to walk up her cobble stoned walkway. Before I knock on the door, I can hear a bunch of girls talking. One of the girls is looking at my profile page seeing me in a photo with Aren. She thinks that it’s my girlfriend.
I hear Quinn reassuring her that it’s not my girlfriend it’s just my friend. A different girl asks her how does she know that I was lying to her. I would never lie to Quinn I trust her too much to do that. Not because she’s my mate, but because she’s a good person and I feel I know her character too well. Quinn tells her that she can feel if I’m lying or not, but she doesn’t know what it means. That’s the mating bond we share.
When your mates with one you are basically the same person. I can feel her and she can feel me, hypothetically speaking. I realize that I've been standing at her doorstep for about 10 minutes now. I can’t really focus on their voices because their all talking at one, I knock on the door and wait for them to open it up.
As soon as the door open, I’m in awe of what I see. She stands there wearing a blue dress with puffy sleeves with white shoes. Her hair is pinned up with some of her tendrils hanging from the side. Her lips purse up in nervousness as she fiddles with the hem of her dress. I couldn’t ask for a more perfect mate, she's everything and more.
“Hi.” I say as my voice cracks. I clear my voice and repeat to her what I just said trying not to sound nervous.
“Hello.” She says quietly as she looks me up and down.
“Ready to go?” I ask her while sticking my hands in my pocket. I can feel the sweat leaving my sweat glands I’m so nervous.
“Not yet. My friend is coming with my bag.” While she waits by the staircase for her bag another girl walks up in front of me and pulls me outside.
“Lyra what are y-.” Quinn says while being cut off by the front door shutting on her. Now it’s just me and Lyra.
“Look buddy I know you like Quinneth and everything, but you better not hurt her.” She tells me while waving her finger in my face. I’m guessing she’s the best friend.
“Look I won’t hurt her. That wouldn't even cross my mind.” I say reassuring her.
“It better not she’s been through enough. She’s lost too many people in her life; she may act tough but she’s not.” She tells.
“Wait what. Who has she lost?” When I talk to her, she seems fine.
“It’s not my place to say just take good care of her for me. She’s like a sister to me.” She says sincerely. Before I could reply back Quinn comes out the door with her bag over her shoulder.
“I’m ready let’s go.” She tells me heading over to my car. She waves to her friends as they all get in their cars and head on down the road.
In the Car...
“So where are you taking me?” She asked impatiently.
“It’s a surprise so I can’t tell you. If I did it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore.” I say replying to her.
“Fine I made a list of restaurants in San Francisco that I think you’d take me.” I roll my eyes at her as she takes her phone out and starts listing restaurants. “Ok so there’s Frank’s, Billie’s Burgers, a taco restaurant, oh and Brenda’s Barbeque.”
“All those are wrong. You’ll never guess it.” I tell her as I stop at a red light. Looking over to her she sits her phone on her lap and smooths down her dress.
“I don’t know if you can tell, but I’m extremely nervous.” She says rubbing her hands up and down her dress. While doing this her dresses rises up and down her legs, her chest heaves up and down her curly tendrils move from side to side on the nape of her neck. She is turning me on in so many ways and she has no idea what she’s doing.
“Yeah, I can tell.” I tell her. I place my finger on the nape of her neck. Dragging it down until I get to her collar bone. Taking my finger off her neck she looks at me like I’m crazy. I show her the sweat on my fingers. She turns around in embarrassment and looks out the window. I chuckle at her response and head on down the road to the mystery restaurant.
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