8. The Question
I was waiting for Reagan until 5 o'clock when she came outside. "Hey Reagan?" I tried to ask her nervously. This was it I had to do it. I really couldn't wait any longer.
"Yeah what is it," she said concerned with a gentle smile that she always gives me,
"Can I ask you a question." And we stepped away from our path to the side.
"Well I was wondering if..." I started as I scratched the back of my neck,"Would you like to get some Starbucks or something tonight?" I finally sputtered out.
"I mean you don't have to if you don't want to you know..but I th-" I tried to explain as she cut me off, "As a date?" she managed blushing.
"Yeah..as a date." I sighed with relief.
"Only if you pick me up from here" she replied with a giggle.
"Pick me up at 6?"
She walked away looking at her shoes, then went in the afterschool program building. I got in my truck and drove off.
I can't believe how lucky I was to get a date with Reagan Jeanette Ryan.