The Enchanted Ones

Date

Everett

It's Friday.

Shit, why does it have to be Friday.

I hate dates.

I don't want to go.

"When's your birthday?" Winslow's voice makes me jump out of my thoughts. Thank God.

"Why, you wanna buy me a present?"

"Yeah a bomb with your name on it." She mocks, "I need to sign into a website for it to let me see the community's news."

"Why don't you just sign in with your info?"

"It's easier, you're the leader's son." She says and types something.

"Fourth of June." That makes me realise we know nothing about eachother. I did search her up but nothing really interesting popped up. I know nothing about her personal life. She just appeared one day out of nowhere. Not that I care but it's weird.

"When's yours?" I clear my throat. I don't know why I asked, I don't care but why can she know mine and I can't know hers?

"Fourth of April." Same date? "Why, you wanna sign in a make-up website?" She laughs to herself and I look at her blankly. She catches my gaze and stops laughing. "You're the most boring person I know." She nods to herself and I don't look away.

"You're the most weird person I know."

"I'm not weird, I'm limited edition." 

I try to suppress a smile but fail, "You make no sense to me." I shake my head.

"Welcome to my life." She scoffs.

I wish I could just stay here and not go on the date tonight. I don't even know the girl and I'm sure I won't like her. Blonde? Not that kind of guy. Green eyes? I prefer hazel ones.

Generally, of course.

Perhaps tonight will be just what I need to get the thoughts about her that are driving me insane out of my mind.

***
I enter the restaurant when the clock hits eight o clock. Dressed in a black shirt, black trousers, hair slicked back, but still a bit messy on purpose. I didn't have the slightest motivation to come here tonight.

I greet the staff of the restaurant since it's the one my dad and mom visit frequently and head to a table where I see the blondie sitting. She smiles brightly when she sees me and I nod in greeting. She's already sitting so thank god I don't have to be a gentleman and swing her chair for her.

"Hii! I'm Chloe. I actually can't believe I'm on a date with you, this is surreal." She squeals excitedly in her seat and I don't bother smiling at her.

"Don't excite your self too much. My father forced me."  Truth hurts. What can I do, being forced to be somewhere upsets me too.

"Oh." The disappointment shows on her face,"Well, wanna order?"

I grab the menu and examine it. When the waiter comes to take our orders, I try to check her out while she talks to him. Blond and straight as fuck hair, round face, small green eyes and lips that don't look natural at all. They look like a duck.

She finishes flirting with the waiter and turns to me, grinning when she realises I've been looking at her. Well, she'll be frowning when she finds out what I was thinking of her.

"Aren't you going to ask me questions?" She leans on the table, trying to flex her breasts but she doesn't have any so the only thing I can see is her silver necklace falling in her v-line blue top.