dinner talk (581 views)

Amy walked out of her room, dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a comfortable, loose fitting blouse. She had her curl down and proud today and makeup was applied to her face. She was humming as she got ready for her date, spritzing herself with some perfume just as she received a text. She looked at her phone, smiled, and then heard a knock at the door.

She walked over and opened it.

"Hey, Mason! Ready to go?" She asked, giving her boyfriend a once over before she smiled.

Amy felt her heart stop temporarily at Mason's comment. They needed to talk about them? What about them? She blinked, not kissing him back.

"Uh, what about?" She asked, trying to laugh it off. She walked down the hall and grinned over at him, happiness returning. "You look great! And oh, i'm wearing the one you bought me for my birthday again. It's really nice smelling, one of my favorites!"

"Uhm, Mason, it's fine. You don't need to worry about that! We're just dating. It's not like you're gonna propose to me!" She laughed at her joke, giving him a sweet smile. His words did touch her, though. He was so sweet to her, sometimes she didn't know what she did to deserve him. So she reached over and pinched his cheek affectionately. "So can it with the seriousness! I wanna spend you dry at dinner!"

As much as Amy wanted to laugh at that, she couldn't. The idea of getting married herself -- though constantly she joked about marriage between others -- made her anxious. She did love and care for Mason but she didn't know if she wanted to marry him -- if she wanted to marry anyone. She laughed though it was somewhat forced.

"Well, we're still only sophomores. I don't think we need to think about that now!" She said, playfully punching him in the shoulder. "Yeah yeah you cheeseball, I love you too. And that's fine, i'll drive!"

She unlocked her doors and slipped into the driver's seat.

"Don't be nervous! We'll take the future as it comes." Amy allowed Mason to kiss her on the cheek before she started up the car and hit the road. "So, dinner first, or movie first? It's kinda late, so dinner first?" She asked.

"Okay. Dinner where? Gimmie directions, Mason!" Amy said, oblivious to his thoughts.

"Okay." Amy pulled into the parking lot and got out. Once there, she grabbed her boyfriend by the hand and tugged him towards the podium to be seated.

Amy sat down and smiled over at Mason.

"Thanks! I want the pasta primavera. I've been craving it lately." She said.

"Sounds great!" Amy said, tilting her head to the side. "Opportunity? What do you mean?"

"Really? That sounds pretty fun!" Amy said, twirling a few noodles around her fork. "If I'm not doing anything with dad, sure, i'll go with you guys! I could use the work experience anyway!"

"Aww! that sounds cute! I'll text you sometime when I know. I mean, well, i'll probably talk about it with Dad soon." Amy said, with a nod, as she slurped her noodles. She glanced at MAson with a wide grin. "Whatcha lookin' at, Mason? Wanna fight?"

"Awww. You're adorable." Amy giggled, before she finished up the strand of noodles she'd been focusing on. "Love you too, Mason!"

"What's next for us? Well, duuuuh! Dessert!" Amy giggled as she finished her plate, and took a sip of her drink, waiting for their waitress to come back and clear her plate and give her a dessert menu. "I want the chocolate cake again -- that's the best thing here!"

Amy nodded.

"Awww, you're too cute. So, Mason, how's your band going otherwise? Did you guys sell more albums on iTunes? if you're going on tour soon, you're getting popular again, right?" She asked, eyes twinkling with pride. "I'm really proud of you!"