I wake up sleepily. I moan as I tear the blankets off of me and throw my feet over the side of the bed and stand up. I walk out of the room and into the bathroom. I comb my hair and brush me teeth. I splash cold water on my face and wipe it off with a towel. I walk out of the bathroom to see Peter standing in the hallway, in a white t-shirt and blue denim jeans. He was leaning against the wall casually, but casual wasn't really his thing... But it was kinda cute.
"Want to go somewhere with me tonight?" He says with a shy half-grin. He was obviously nervous, I could tell by the way he tapped his foot nervously on the floor.
I smile. "You are such a geek," I giggle and punch him playfully. "Of course I will!" I say with a laugh. He chuckles and I almost freeze. I know that voice... I almost melt at the way his nose crinkles when he laughs...
"Well, I should get ready," he says and I snap out of it.
"Of course," I say and spin around on my heel. I turn my head back and smile at him, he smiles back. I walk into my room and start to get ready. I see him pass my door just before I close it. It closes with a click and I walk to my dresser.
20 minuets passed. I chose to wear a black shirt that goes half-way down my arms with some sparkles scattered around the top. I wore black skinny jeans with my hair lightly curled. I wore silver earrings and no makeup. I painted my nails a darker-light pink and black flats with sparkled tips.
I heard a knock at the door and take one last look in the mirror. I take a deep breath in and walk to the door. I let out my breath and twist the doorknob. The door slides open and I see Peter leaning against the doorway with his hands in his pockets. He wore a back button-up shirt that was un-buttoned with a white shirt under. He had black denim jeans and black shoes. His hair was spiked up and wore a black tie.
"You look gorgeous," he says looking me head-to-toe, his eyes finally meeting mine.
"So do you- I mean- you look handsome," I recover, turning a little red. He chuckles, I feel I know that chuckle, but can't place it.
"Shall we?" He asks as he hooks his arm around mine. I giggle. "We shall." I say. He walks me through the kitchen and out the door. The sun was going down and the the cool breeze combed my hair.
He walked me down the steps and onto the sidewalk. The streets were almost empty, I take in the fresh air and it filled my lungs.
"Gwen..." I hear his shy voice say, him looking down at the sidewalk.
"Yes?" I say and look over at him. He stops, still looking down. He hand one hand in his pocket and his other arm was around mine.
"Will you..." He seemed uneasy, shuffling his feet a little. "Be my girlfriend?" He looks up and out eyes meet, his eyes shy and nervous.
I hesitate. "Yes..." My voice was barley a whisper. He looks slightly shocked.
"Really?" He says, looking into my eyes.
I nod quickly, my eyes bursting with happiness. "Yes! Yes, I will!"
He took both of my hands. Before I knew it, his arms were around me and mine around his neck. He hugged my tightly, securely.
"I love you..." He whispers in my ear, us still hugging. I smile.