She messages him to make sure he still means it

Satisfied with her selection, she decides she should really know where she needs to be at 12, so grabs her phone to message him, a simple question, “still ok for 12? Where should I meet you”. As soon as she’s sent the message she realises with no one at home, he could pick her up there so sends a second message.

“That was always my plan Flis” he responds, “I shall be there dead on 12”. She wonders if he would still have come there had her parents not been out, but quickly dismisses the question, instead deciding to focus on getting ready.

She finds herself sitting downstairs looking out the window with five minutes to spare, phone and little clutch bag in her hand, and butterflies in her stomach as she waits for him, hoping that he likes what she has decided to wear for him. It’s a major contrast to her elegant dress last night, but she has a feeling something like that dress on a Sunday afternoon might be a little odd!

A few cars drive past and her heart beats faster as she watches, each time wondering if this is his. But each time the vehicle continues on its way. Until dead on midday a red convertible pulls up directly outside her home; she lets out a little yelp of delight as she spots him behind the wheel, looking as casual and handsome as she remembers from last night, except his eyes that looked so deeply into her last night are currently covered by his sunglasses. She watches as he looks at his watch, then her house, and gives a little honk on the car horn.

Even before the sound has faded she practically runs to the door to let herself out, almost forgetting to lock it behind herself in her excitement. As she gets outside, she tries to calm herself, not wanting to look like an eager 18-year-old, even though that is exactly what she is and they both probably know it. Instead, she pauses, taking a deep breath then walks towards him, seeing his smile as he leans over to open the passenger door for her.

"Well hello there Flis, aren't you looking just lovely" he compliments her as she slides into the car beside him, her stomach a tight knot of excitement and nerves, her mouth feeling so dry she can hardly get out the soft "hello" back.