Oh, Calamity.

Why is it that on the days you need everything about yourself to look great that you end up looking awful? I’m supposed to be picking Jack up in forty minutes and I’m still not at all happy with my hair or with my outfit or with anything about me to be honest. How am I supposed to walk around with someone as amazing looking as Jack looking like shit? People will think he’s nuts being with me.

Throwing down the millionth shirt I had tried on and decided I hated I let out a loud groan and eventually decided to call in the only person who could really help me. My mom.

‘MOM!’ I yelled down the stairs before retreating back to my room and waiting to hear her stomp up the stairs to yell at me for yelling at her.

‘Alexander!’ I heard as her footsteps approached. ‘You know I do not appreciate being hollered at like that’ she said as she entered my room.

‘What the hell has happened to your room? Did your wardrobe explode!’ She exclaimed gesturing to the mess that covered the floor.

‘No, I’m trying to get dressed! But I have nothing to wear!’ I exclaimed throwing myself down on my bed.

‘Ooo.. You got a hot date?’ she laughed as she began sorting through my clothes to find me something to wear.

‘Very hot’ I admitted. ‘And that’s why I need to look great!’ I whined.

‘Y’know Alexander, sometimes whenever I wish I had gotten a girl I look at you and feel better cause you basically are one’ She joked lightly throwing a leather jacket at me followed by a plain white V-neck and American flag print skinny jeans. I scrutinized the outfit carefully before deciding it was definitely the best of everything I had tried that night.

‘Thank you! You’re a date saver’ I exclaimed as I ran from the room to put the clothes on and to try to fiddle with my hair some more till it sat perfectly.

‘I know Alex, I know’ she said cockily before walking back down the stairs and back to whatever she was doing.

Twenty minutes later and I was all set to go and was half happy with my appearance so I guess it would have to do. I never had any hope of even being half as attractive as Jack anyway. In the seat next to me lay a single rose that I had bought earlier. I don’t even care if its clichéd, I wanted to be somewhat romantic or at least cute.

Arriving at Jacks house I began to panic a little bit about what to do. Should I just beep the horn? That’s hardly gentlemanly but what if I go to the door all dressed up and with a rose and like his mum or someone freaks out. I decided that I would just deal with my fears and go to the door. Grabbing the rose from the passenger seat and hiding it behind my back, I nervously approached the door and knocked gently praying that Jack would be the one to answer. It would appear luck was on my side as not a few seconds later a very excited and very similarly dressed to me Jack appeared.

‘Oh we match!’ He exclaimed gesturing to both our outfits.

‘I think it’s a sign we are meant to be’ I said with a wink earning a little nervous giggle from Jack. At least I’m not the only one who is nervous.

‘Aww, Is little Jacky nervous?’ I teased gently, tapping his nose with my free hand.

‘Yeah, this is kind of the first date I’ve ever been on’ He admitted sheepishly as a rose coloured blush spread across his cheeks.

‘Hey, don’t be embarrassed around me’ I reassured him. ‘Besides it takes the pressure off of me as it means that at least this can’t be the worst date you’ve ever been on’

‘It’ll be the best date Lex, I’m sure of it’ He said trying to pull me in for a hug and looking really rather hurt when I pulled away.

‘I have something for you, princess’ I said gently watching as his face fell into a look of confusion only to be replaced with a massive smile when I pulled the rose from behind my back and gave it to him. He took it gently and began to admire it.

‘It’s so beautiful Lex’ He gushed. ‘And don’t even say just like me’

‘But it is just like you’ I protested.

‘Don’t make me change my mind about this date’ He playfully warned me.

‘You wouldn’t do that!’ I insisted.

‘I know I wouldn’t babe. I’m just going to go put this in water and I’ll be right back’ He said before disappearing back into the house.

He returned moments later and I offered him my hand which he took and interlocked our fingers tightly.

‘Ready to go princess?’ I asked, squeezing his hand lightly, earning a particularly hard one back.

‘I was born ready’ He replied with a laugh bounding away from the front door to my car excitedly.

Here’s hoping this all goes well!

Notes

I honestly have no excuse for why this is not only late but crap. I'm sorry :(

I promise I will try update tomorrow with something better.