What a beautiful room

Wow Matt's house is fucking beautiful. You think as you look into the livingroom. You've been here a few times before but today has been the longest visit so far. Each time it has looked even bigger than the last. The room is beautifully decorated and has a large, expensive looking sofa down the one side. On the wall is a gigantic TV and sound system. Must be like having your own cinema! You think. Matt's parents must be rich.

They're not in the room though. Must be in the kitchen. You walk through to the kitchen and again, you are struck be the size of it all, the quality of everything. You could probably fit my whole house in this room alone you thought to yourself, and it wasn't much of an exageration. Matt's parents are sat around the dinner table, eating a takeaway meal set on to dinner plates.

You suddenly feel self conscious. You don't feel good enough. You look down at yourself and pull your jacket tight around you, making sure that the stains are all covered. You look back up.

"Bye Mr Evans, Bye Mrs Evans. I'm going now" you say. Even though you feel inadequate, you speak confidently.

"No need for the Mr and Mrs, just call me Paul, and my wife Lydia" Matt's dad said. He's so nice, you think. He's been kind with me every time he's met me.

"Sorry, I'll use your names from now on" you reply, smilling your most polite smile at them. "You're house is so beautiful Lydia." You turn to her, trying your best to flatter her. The last few times you were here she hardly said a word to you, and you're afraid she doesn't like you very much.

"Thank you Amelia, I'm glad you like it. It's just home to us. Do you live nearby?"

"It's Emily, love, not Amelia" Paul quickly corrects her.

"No problem, that's OK" you blush a little, "No, not really. I wish I did though! I live over, in er, near Park Road..., well, on Park Road actually." You die a little inside. Everyone knows that Park Road is one of the worst parts of the city, it has been for decades. I'll never escape it!

"Oh!" Lydia sniggers and doesn't even try to hide her distaste, "...that explains a few things then." She whispers to Paul, but loud enough for you to hear.

Paul looks unimpressed at his wife's brazen snobery, "Lydia, my love, don't be rude to our guest. I know some good people from Park Road."

Anger in your belly. Your eyes light up. Don't react, don't react, she doesn't know me. She doesn't know fuck all about me. Stupid, stuck up, spoilt fucking bitch! You don't say anything.

Matt sees the look on your face and he interupts "Emily is studying with me at Uni, mum. She's really smart! And she's one of the best swimmers in the city. Honestly, she makes all of my other friends look like losers. Just wait till you get to know her."

"I can see exactly why you like her" she says looking down to your leggings, clinging beautifully to your shapely legs, your pert, perfect bottom, "so, do you think that we will be getting to know you... Emily..., are you and Matt going to be seeing more of each other?"

"Err, yeah, I hope so" you manage to reply managing to surpress the fire still in your gut, "me and Matt have become good friends since we started uni and I'm sure you will be seeing more of me." You look to Paul, who was still looking at your legs. Lydia sees him too. He looks up. Busted! You smile.

"Yeah, cough, that's great." Pauls says, looking up quickly, "I think my son's got great taste. Like I said earlier, you should come round this week for dinner so we can get to know you better. How about Friday? Sound good?"

You smile "I'd love that." You look at Matt who's smiling too. I think ive got a chance here, Matt's dad seems smitten with me. Just got to win over his mum. "I'll look forward to it. I bet you're a great cook Lydia"

She hesitates a second then smiles at you. "Not really darling, but I do try sometimes"

Paul laughs "That's right, my Lydia specialises in eating the food, not cooking it" clearly poking fun at his wife's size. She's fairly overweight, not huge. She wears it well and is attractive, you think, but she is on larger side.

Lydia glares at her husband but doesn't say anymore. Oooops you think.

"Well I gotta get going now before it gets too dark" you say. "See you Friday"

"Bye" Lydia doesn't look at you.

"You're not walking are you?" Paul asks "it's a long way to Park Road. I've just had a drink, or I could have driven you back. I can call you a taxi?"

Aww he is so sweet "no, no, it's ok. Im getting the bus, thanks though, Paul" you smile at him and turn around to leave the room. Is he checking me out?

"What a lovely girl" you hear him say behind you. Lydia doesn't say anything.

Matt opens the front door and steps on to the street with you. This is awkward. "I think they like me" you say to break the silence. Matt laughs. Is he going to kiss me? Should I kiss him? "So... I'll see you tomorrow?" You say nervously. "Yeah, I'll see you in class. But, errr, I've got a busy week actually. Although it looks like you're coming back here friday whether I like it or not" Matt jokes.

"Well I'm not turning down a free meal" you joke back. You both look a little uncomfortable at the unintentional innuendo. Now that your blood has cooled you both feel awkward about what you did in the bedroom. "Bye then" you say.

Matt looks undecided for a second or two, then he just says "bye" and smiles. You turn and walk down the drive, look back, wave, carry on walking. Matt waves and closes the door. Shit, why didn't he kiss me. Hope he's not having second thoughts about me!

You walk on to the street.