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Knowing Carter wasn't here, knowing i had a date today, and knowing that I was bound to screw something up, were the Top 3 reasons of why I felt so sick to my stomach. It seemed like everything for Carter and I was just going so fast, but at the same time, not fast enough. It was like I wanted to slow down to savor every big step; holding hands, our first date, hugs, and walking me to class...I wanted it to last forever. But on the other hand, I wanted to move on, I wanted to explore every possibility that was awaiting me with Carter. I wanted him to be mine. And that's when it hit me, he asked me on a date. He must like me! And then a re-curring paranoid worry came back to me... "What if this was all just some sick cruel joke? What if  some mean guys put him up to it?" But I couldn't dwell on the maybes...I needed to calm myself down before tonight.

I walked out of my 4th Block class to my Jeep in the parking lot. I took very slow deliberate steps, taking the whole moment in. Tonight was a "Do or Die" situation, and I was going to have to face all my fears. When I arrived home, I stepped directly into the shower, I had time. I needed to let the shower unwind my muscles, and let the water just pour over me. I didn't think about anything, I just focused on loosening each muscle one by one, starting at my shoulders, and then working my way down to my toes. After i had dried my hair, I went to do the task of putting the giant rollers in my hair, just like Ashton had shown me. And after that i got dressed and put my makeup on. Once everything was in place, and my hair had been brushed out of the rollers, and into a natural looking curl, I checked my phone, I had one missed call. Carter.

I ran down the stairs, two at a time to find Carter's too-much-for-Brookside Porsche, with him leaned against the hood kicking a pebble. I closed the door, and his face lit up.

"Why there you are Miss Karleigh! I was fearing that you were going to stand me up..." He mumbled the last part, but I heard it.

"Carter I would never..." We were both looking down at our feet, being awkward.

"Well, love, are you ready to go?" apparently he knew my answer was yes, he had already opened my door for me and grabbed me by the hand, pulling me towards the seat. There was no turning back now. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to go. I was just afraid that if I did go, that I would mess everything up, I did that a lot.

I was suprised at how dark it had gotten, but then again, I wasn't even really sure what time it was. When we pulled up there was a huge fire blazing in the middle of an informal circle. There were people scattered all around, and the music was really loud. There were hotdogs and hamburgers all grilled up and waiting on two picnic tables on the right side of the fire, the left side was a sort of make-shift dance floor. Carter and I walked in, the light from the fire made his face look even more amazing, casting shadows on the side farthest from me. It also made his hair take a slight red-tone to it, but his Green eyes held there own, staying just as bright as ever. he was wearing a navy blue sweater, with a white button-down shirt underneath, and khackis to match. His Vans, were a slight contrast, but it looked like a proffesional had dressed him...but he looked like that all the time...sigh.

When the noisy, head-banging music turned to a softer, love song, by a cheesy pop boy band, Carter started dragging me to the dance floor. I got that same uneasy, almost queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was scared to death. I had a way of messing good things up, and I was afraid it was about to happen.

"Umm Carter, let me just warn you, i can't dance. I've never done this before, so I havve absolutley no clue." I blushed.

"Well Karleigh, then you are in luck. because slow-dancing is probably one of the easiest things to do in the whole entire world, ever. It's like hugging, only you sway to the beat of the music, and you're also lucky because I'm a musician, and I most certainly can keep a beat." he chuckled to himself.

i knew that I was lucky. But particulary because slow-dancing was easy, or that he was a musician. I was lucky to have him close to me, to want to be close to me. I was lucky that I was here on an official date with Carter Shay. I was lucky that he even knew my name, let alone talked to me. I was lucky that I hadn't screwed anything up yet. And I was lucky that people were almost used to the fact that we were semi-together. I was such a lucky person. I didn't even know where to begin thanking anyone for it. I was just so happy right now. My chin resting along his chest. Hs chin propped on my head. His arms wrapped around me snug, but not tight enough for me. His beautiful voice singing along, and making the song worth listening to. I wanted to stay here forever and ever. I never wanted this date to end. I was such a lucky person, and now my luck had finally ran out.

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