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Hi everybody! I hope this date is well received, I put a lot of heart, soul, and thought into this!
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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD OR OH, WHAT A NIGHT. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), THE FOUR SEASONS, BOB GAUDIO AND JUDY PARKER, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
Chapter Six: Oh, What A Night, Part Two
LORI
"Oh, my gosh! That was so sweet! I think it was definitely love at first sight." I smiled widely as I watched Gareth's Jaguar drive off from the living room.
"I don't know what you'd call it. This is his first date back out there, too, he broke up with his fiancé earlier this year." Rick said, leaned against the living room wall.
"Oh, come on, Rick! It was so obvious that there's an attraction! Did you see the way they were just kind of staring at each other? It was so freaking cute!" I walked over and threw my arms around his neck before giving him a big kiss. "It reminded me of when you and I were first dating."
"What, puppy love?" Rick asked, smiling as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Yep. I mean, Melody never looked like that with Randall. Tried to, but it just wasn't there like it is with Gareth. I think you may finally have a new brother-in-law!"
"Don't jump the gun just yet, Lori. It's only their first date, and who knows how that will turn out?"
I couldn't help but keep the smile on my face, I was so overjoyed with such a happiness, it was most likely the pregnancy glow. "I have a feeling it won't be the last."
TWENTY MINUTES LATER
GARETH
"I'm glad that somebody else in Southern California knows what it's like to endure the hell of being a San Francisco Giants fan surrounded by psycho Dodger fans!"
"I know, right? We get so much flack for it, but when was the last time the Dodgers were even in the World Series? 1988? I'm nervous for my boys though, I'm not sure if they'll be making it to this World Series. That 17-0 game was a nightmare!"
"Don't worry, they'll come back." The date was off to an interesting start so far. It seemed as if both of us were nervous, which made our awkwardness come out. All in all, Melody was a really sweet girl, not to mention strikingly beautiful, and she thought I was cute, which made me happy. There was something about her that I was immediately drawn to, and I couldn't wait to figure out what it was. We actually had a lot in common so far, pretty much the same taste in music and TV shows, True Blood and Breaking Bad in particular, and now to find she's a San Francisco Giants fan? Where the hell had this creature been hiding all this time? I was curious to find out as much as I could. "So, why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself, other than your interests?"
"I'm a makeup artist and photographer, I just graduated in June from Cinema Makeup School, I'm a licensed cosmetologist through Make-Up Designory and I also have my Associate's Degree in English."
"Wow, that's impressive. Are you going to try getting work at one of the big studios?"
"Eventually, I will. Right now I work for Vivid Entertainment." Melody started laughing, even her laugh was cute. Then again, as of now, everything about this girl was positively adorable. "Sorry, it's just kind of weird, like "Hi, nice to meet you, I work in porn!""
"Ha, it's fine, we all have to start somewhere. How'd you end up working there?"
"Merle Dixon and my mom go way back, he got us both jobs there, me for makeup and she works in production. He's a real mench, so is his brother, Daryl, and yes, it's Daryl "Dick's On" Dixon. That name cracks me up, it's pretty clever."
"I know who he is, that Darren Aronofsky film he and Amanda Bynes were in was good. What about your family? It seems like you and your sister are pretty close."
"Yes, we are. My parent's got divorced when I was eight, my dad is remarried, my mom isn't, and I have three half sisters. Lori and I have the same mom, she's twelve years older than me. Penny is twelve and Meghan is seven, they're from my dad's second marriage. Oh and my step mom is only fifteen years older than me."
"How old are you?" I know it wasn't polite to ask a woman her age, but she couldn't have been much older than eighteen, maybe nineteen.
"How old do I look?" Melody glanced over, winking flirtatiously. It had only been twenty five minutes since meeting her and she was already getting me to smile more than I had on any other first date.
"Honestly? You look like you could still be in high school."
"You're very sweet, thank you. Thank God I'm not in high school anymore. I swear, some days I wake up thinking that I didn't graduate and I'm still there!"
"I'm with you on that one. High school was not fun for me, either. I barely remember it, to be honest. I was either working or studying."
"I didn't work in high school, I wish I would have. To answer your question, I'll be turning twenty one on December 12th. How old are you, twenty five, twenty six?"
"I'll be turning twenty eight on November 22nd."
"Ahh, you're a Scorpio, interesting."
I glanced over at her. "Interesting? How so?"
"Oh, it's not a bad thing. You're a Water sign, Sagittarius is a Fire sign, and I always thought it didn't fit me. Anyways, what were you saying?"
"I was about to ask if you're close with your little sisters?"
"Unfortunately I'm not, I only see them a few times a year if I'm lucky. I don't know how much Rick told you, but I've had some issues before, and my father doesn't think that I'm a good example to be around my sisters. Him and I don't have the best of relationships." She looked down, I could tell this was obviously a touchy subject. I wanted to grab her hand again, but was unsure if it would be crossing boundaries or come off as clingy.
"You aren't alone, Melody. I have sort of a unique family situation myself."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her look over. "Really? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"No, it's cool." I don't normally open up this soon to somebody, I'm a bit more guarded, but Melody seemed so inviting and non judgmental that I felt like I could tell her anything. "My mom Mary was an opera singer in San Francisco. She met my father, who was a cellist, when they were performing in Rome. They fell in love, got married, and had me and my brother, Alex. Things were fine in the San Francisco suburbs, or so it seemed. When I was eight and my brother was five, our mom decided she could no longer live a lie and came out as a lesbian. She and our dad got a divorce, and he pretty much left us. My dad moved to Boston to play in their Philharmonic Orchestra, and I decided I never wanted to speak to him again. The fact that he would leave behind his children because he was ashamed by their mother, it really disgust me and I didn't want to be associated with anybody like that. Alex was pretty sad over it, I blame his age, because it sunk in when he got older. Opera gigs are kind of a dime a dozen, so my mom became a singing teacher to make some extra money. Since her family pretty much shunned her for being gay, I took it upon myself to pick up the slack for us. A family friend of ours, Dale, he worked for the Giants and got me a job as a batboy. When I was fourteen, my mom met Carol, an art teacher and struggling painter who had been a victim of abuse for most of her life. She had decided she was never going to be with men again after her bastard husband Ed tried to kill her and her one year old daughter, Sophia. They fell madly in love, Carol and Sophia moved in with us, and it was around that time that I became a Starbucks barista. My bat boy gig was coming to a close because of my age and I had to find a way to make ends meet, so I had Starbucks and my own side business going, too. We took in Lizzie a few years later, a girl who was the only survivor of a car crash that killed her entire family, as a foster child, but Carol adopted her. Not too long after that, they pretty much spent half of their entire life savings on in-vitro fertilization to have my little sister Mika. Needless to say, despite both the jobs my moms had, I was still a huge provider. I worked two jobs to support my family and took care of my siblings while our moms were at work, along with juggling school. It just goes to show that in a city of artists and same sex lovers, there's also haters, but judgment and derision follow a person anywhere. This past year in Southern California has been a complete metamorphosis for all of us. It's only been within that time that I've been financially comfortable and I'm still not used to it. I like to think of myself as pretty grounded, though, and I don't take anything or anybody for granted."
With the only exception being "Habits (Stay High)" by Tove Lo playing on the radio, there was a silence following my confession, which left me a little uneasy. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything just yet, and what I had said may have been too much, it was quite a plethora. I was about to open my mouth to change the subject when Melody spoke.
"Wow, that's certainly a lot. I've only known you for a half hour, but I can tell that you do seem really grounded and genuine. I can also tell you first hand that it's not easy at all growing up with hardships, but at the end of it all, it makes you stronger. You guys sound like you're a real family of survivors that all sincerely love and care about one another."
She really was a sweetheart, most people would have been weirded out or completely changed the subject. Unlike my ex-fiance, who had to adjust to the fact that I had two mothers, Melody didn't seem to have any qualms about what I had just admitted. "My thoughts exactly." I could tell I was really starting to like this girl.
MELODY
"Two of my best friends are gay, and they endured a lot of struggling, so I can only imagine what it was like for your mom. Tara went through the same thing, Stefon's family not so much, but whether or not there's family support, there's still the pig headed opinions of others. I've gotten into a few fights about it, I like to think I'm fiercely protective of all my friends, but I'm probably the most protective over Tara and Stefon. They can fend for themselves, but it's just the maternal instinct in me, I guess." I laughed at myself, relieved that I had definitely relaxed, but now I was touched that Gareth had opened up to me about his family. His honesty was refreshing, unlike Randall, who I dated on and off for two years and still didn't know everything about him. It's not good to compare dates to ex boyfriends, but Gareth was nothing at all like Randall. Gareth was intelligent, urbane, down to earth, and witty with an underlined sexiness and impeccable style. The whole black suit/white shirt combination was so tasteful, and the facial stubble actually added to his allure and outlined his amazing lips and jaw. Bottom line, he was exactly what I wanted and what I needed, I felt like we already had a connection.
"You seem like the protective type, they're lucky to have you."
"Thanks. So, I've seen pretty much all your work, and it's just extraordinary. You're very imaginative and talented, a total natural. My favorite would have to be the Got Milk? revival or the Alexander McQueen ads. It's just nice to put a face to Woodbury's Wonder Boy."
"Wonder Boy?" He looked over at me and smiled. This guy had the charm of a teenage pop idol, therefore, Gareth Mandel was simply irresistible, and I couldn't help but hope that there'd be a kiss between us at the end of the night.
"Yes, that's what I've been calling you for the past year, and I think it's kind of odd that we never met until now. I didn't see you at the Christmas party, and I'm at the office at least once a month, but I got to see Martin the Moron plenty of times."
Gareth busted up laughing. "Martin the Moron? Like Marvin the Martian?"
"Yep."
"That's funny, you're a crack up. And what makes Martin a moron?"
"Where do I start? Besides the fact that he looks like he's always stoned, he's just a total pervert who is always making a pass at me."
"I can imagine that a lovely, gorgeous girl like yourself gets a lot of unwanted attention." Gareth glanced over at me with a suggestive look. I knew my cheeks were burning and my inner self was jumping up and down, squealing, but I had to play it cool. "I get what you're saying though, he can be a bit obnoxious at times, but opposites attract and we work well together for the most part."
"Actually, I really wanted to meet you and tell you what an outstanding job you're doing, but every time I was at Woodbury you weren't, we had just missed each other."
"We're here now, aren't we?"
I smiled and nodded. "Mmhmm." It seemed like the attraction was mutual I could tell.
"And we're here now, too." He pulled up to what looked like a back alley and rolled down the window when the valet approached the door. "Hi, how are you? It's a Gullwing door, I'll do it." Gareth got out of the car and walked around, holding his hand out to me. "You ready?"
"Sure am." I took his hand and stepped out of the car as the second valet closed it, and I could feel the butterflies flapping around when Gareth didn't let go of my hand as we walked inside the building. "Where are we?"
"It's called Opaque, dining in the dark. I figured we could get to know each other on a deeper level rather than looks being such a main aspect. It's about the experience more than anything, really. I've been to the one in San Francisco and it's quite a treat. Would you rather go somewhere else?"
I shook my head. "No, not at all! This is really unique, I've heard about this place, and I'm always up for trying new things."
"Good." Gareth smiled, leading the way into a lounge that had multicolored lights and satin chairs all over with silver beaded curtains.
"Welcome to Opaque, may I have your name?" A short blonde man with amber eyes greeted us as we approached the desk.
"Good evening, the reservation is under Mandel for two at 7:00 pm."
The man looked at the reservation book and smiled. "Ahh, Mandel, here it is." After we placed our order, we followed him to the back of the longue where a tall and spotlessly dressed Hispanic woman with long black hair and dark glasses was waiting for us. "Margarita will be your server for the evening. She is one hundred percent blind and you'll be able to experience what a day in her life is like, we hope you enjoy dining in the dark."
"Thank you."
"Hi, I'm Margarita, if you could please put your right hand on my right shoulder and so on with the person behind you, we'll be ready to go."
"Alright." Gareth put his hand on Margarita's shoulder, still holding on to my hand as we followed her into the dining area. When we walked in, I kept blinking, it was complete pitch black darkness. A part of me started to feel claustrophobic, but another part was excited.
"There's no more grabbing of the wall." Margarita said, sitting us down. "Your other senses will now be one hundred percent heightened through this experience. I'll be back with your drinks."
"Whoa, this is crazy! I can't see a thing!" I kept waving my hand in front of my face, but it was pure darkness. "Is my voice that loud?"
Gareth laughed. "No, you're not. That's the natural reaction, you'll get adjusted in a few minutes."
"Hopefully. So, you were going to tell me about how this is your first time back in the dating scene?"
He cleared his throat as Margarita set our drinks down. "Well, I was with my fiancé Theresa since we met in art school back in San Francisco. We got engaged not too long after the Disney deal was finalized, and then at the beginning of the year, I come home early from work one day to surprise her but instead I found Theresa doing some not so appropriate things with the dimwitted pool boy in our bed."
Hearing his story simply broke my heart. How could somebody do such a thing, especially to such a great guy like Gareth? "Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry about that, Gareth, but you deserve better than somebody that would take you for granted." That was true, I personally think that anybody that stays with a cheater is weak minded. Besides, why should a person force themselves to stay with somebody that clearly doesn't value and respect them?
"Thanks, that's sweet of you. Everything happens for a reason, but we had been growing apart for a while. The engagement was sort of a last resort, but Sam the pool boy was the last straw. Theresa moved in with him, I threw myself into my work, and that's how that story goes. She didn't like how I had changed so much since settling into So Cal. I used to be a vegan hipster, now I'm a carnivore yuppie, or as I like to think of it, a "yipster". I went from walking everywhere to driving a Jag and having a personal trainer, I even changed my last name. It's Mandelbaumowitz, I shortened it to Mandel. Theresa thought I wasn't being true to myself, but I am, I was just adapting."
Gareth's ex was clearly foolish, she had given up such a fantastic guy, but maybe her loss was my gain? I couldn't help but get the feeling that I had met him somewhere before though. "You're right, it is adapting, changes are part of life. At least you have your family and everybody at Woodbury."
"Well, you know what they say, no man is an island." He chuckled.
I felt myself gasp as soon as I heard him and it hit me right then and there where the familiar feeling was coming from. Gareth was a lot like Aiden. Outgoing, determined, sensitive, not to mention they kind of look alike, and now they even had the same quote of "No man is an island" by John Bonne. Aiden said it quite frequently, he also used it for the quote under his senior portrait for our 12th grade yearbook.
"Are you ok, Melody?"
I could feel my breath hitch in my throat, panic consume me, and my eyes watering, for I was now utterly embarrassed and in a state of shock. This was a cruel twist of fate for me to meet somebody that was so much like Aiden only to remind me that I could never have him, that I would never see him again, hear his voice or feel his touch, he was truly gone. It hit me all so fast that I couldn't control myself as I burst into tears right there at the table.
GARETH
I have no idea what I said that made Melody start crying, but I felt awful. It was the last thing that I wanted to do at all, and I had to find a way to calm her down. "Melody, please don't cry." It was hard to do anything because it was pitch black in the dining room, but I had to improvise. I felt the edges of the table and grabbed a napkin before I got down to my knees until I was in front of her, hearing some of the silverware drop. "What's wrong? You can tell me."
"I'm sorry, it's just that my best friend Aiden used to say that quote all the time, "No man is an island". He passed away six months ago and he was always the one that got away. His death really hit me hard, especially because I think he had feelings for me, too. We'll never know what could have been, and I've embarrassed myself in front of you again. First you heard my conversation with Lori, and now this. I feel like an idiot."
I was glad that she couldn't see the sad look on my face, because it might have made it worse, but I really did feel bad for her. She was an absolute mess, a beautiful disaster, and even though we had only known each other for about an hour, I hated seeing her like this. "Melody, I have no idea where my hands are, so feel free to push them away." My hands started moving up her silky smooth legs, one hand rested on her knee and the other made it's way from her lap and arm until coming into contact with her cheek. "I heard about Aiden, and I know what it's like to lose somebody, I really do. It's devastating and tragic, especially how he died, and it's all so surreal to know that that person you cared about more than anything is really gone." Her sniffling decreased as I tried my best to wipe her tears. Even though my eyes had adjusted to the dark, I still had to feel around to make sure I wasn't touching something I shouldn't. "I don't think you're an idiot at all. Nobody is perfect, we all have issues and insecurities. I'm actually having a really great time with you, I think you're a very beautiful girl, inside and out. I like you, Melody." Had my brother Alex been here, he would have told me I was a total moron, that you're not supposed to give up your feelings so quickly, especially on a first date, except something about revealing myself felt right. I hoped my forwardness wouldn't scare her off, but it really was how I felt in the little time we had spent together.
Melody stopped crying and took a deep breath. "I like you, too, Gareth, and I'm really glad you're being so tolerant and thoughtful. Thank you." Even in the darkness, I could have sworn I saw her smile. It was in that moment where I really wanted to kiss her and hoped I'd get a chance to later.
TWO HOURS LATER
MELODY
"So, any deep dark secrets?" I asked. Gareth and I had a really fantastic dinner, despite my little moment. Dining in the dark was an incredible experience, and it intensified my senses, and everything I put in my mouth felt and tasted like the first time I ever ate filet mignon or chocolate lava cake. and now we were walking along the Santa Monica Pier, hand in hand. The lights from the rides contrasted perfectly with the starry sky as couples and families walked up and down the pier, the waves softly crashing along with the faint sound of seagulls. It was all pretty romantic, and I couldn't remember the last time I felt this comfortable with a guy. Gareth's understanding when I cried only made everything feel all the more magical.
"This is kind of embarrassing, but I watch that Real Housewives crap with my moms, even though I think it's ridiculous."
"Me, too! Me, my mom, my grandma, and Lori watch all of them! It's hilarious, such a guilty pleasure."
He laughed. "I know, right? Not to mention it's all scripted. What about you?"
I hesitated, deciding to play it safe. "I have a tattoo. Lori and I got them on my eighteenth birthday two years ago. Not a lot of people know about it, if my mom found out, she'd kill us. We're Jewish and had family in the Holocaust."
"Your secret is safe with me, Melody. I have a tattoo and I'm Jewish, also. Carol has her whole back done, actually."
"Well, maybe one day we can show them to each other." I boldly said, implying that there could be a second date, but the vibe was totally in the air.
We stopped walking and Gareth looked at me as we leaned on the pier railing. "Yeah, I'd like that."
I could feel my face heating up and I looked out at the ocean, trying to contain myself. This was so unlike me, to get this soft over a guy I just met, and I wasn't sure exactly how to feel about it. "Look, dolphins!" I gasped as I pointed out to two dolphins swimming up and down.
"Whoa, that's so cool! I had no idea they swam at night."
I nodded. "They sure do. I love dolphins." I glanced over at him with a laughing smile on my face as our eyes met.
There was silence as we stared at one another, like the rest of the world had been tuned out, I could feel my heart beat accelerate by the look in his eyes. I didn't know what it was, but I know that nobody had looked at me like that, not Randall or Shane or anybody. The only person I could think of was… Aiden. That was how he looked at me the last time I saw him two years ago. My heart was wanting to cry, but my head told me to stay strong, and I was pretty sure of what was going to happen next. Gareth pushed my hair back with one hand before both hands cupped my cheeks, pulling me in closer to him. I put my hands on his shoulders and leaned up, our lips simultaneously meeting.
When I closed my eyes, my senses became entranced, just like they were earlier at Opaque. He tasted like strawberry Icebreakers and smelled like pine needles, his touch was so light as his fingers stroked my checks. My mind became flooded with all the great kisses from all the romances, and I knew this could be one of them. This was one of them. Instinctively, I felt my foot pop up and could feel myself smiling into the kiss. For the first time in six months, I was able to feel something other than sadness. I was feeling what it was like to be happy, to be alive, and it was all because of this one little kiss. When we pulled away, I had to do everything to contain the sappy smile that was threatening to spread across my lips, I didn't want to seem like more of an idiot than I already came off as I'm sure, so I opted for a small grin instead. He smiled, his fangs popping out, and I could feel my heart melting.
"When can I see you again, Melody?"
"THINK FAST!"
GARETH
Before she could answer me, some jackass kid on a skateboard whizzed by and lifted her skirt up.
"Ahh!" Melody shrieked, the surprise move had caused her to trip, thank goodness I caught her just in time.
"Nice panties, babe!" The kid laughed, rolling off.
"Hey, you get back here right now and apologize to her, you punk!" I turned around and shouted, but the kid was too far gone. "Are you alright, Melody?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just glad you were here to catch me."
I smiled down at her. "Anytime. Here," I took my jacket off and wrapped it around her shoulders. "To prevent something like that from happening again."
"Thanks."
"So, can I see you again?"
Melody smiled and nodded, and I knew the vibe I had been feeling all night was reciprocated. "Absolutely."
7:30 AM
"Star Wars is awesome, my favorite of the prequels is definitely Revenge of the Sith, but nothing beats the originals."
"I agree. We're doing the print work for the newest one and I can't believe it, talk about a dream come true." I said as I walked Melody to her door, hand in hand. After the pier, we went to the beach for some privacy and ended up spending the whole night talking and making out. Since I hadn't really had the time to date back in the day, I imagine that this is what it's like to date in high school. Either way, it felt fantastic to spend time and have a strong connection with such a wonderful girl like Melody. We already made plans for a second date later that night to go to a movie, and I couldn't be happier.
"I already know that you guys will kill it. Hey, Gareth?"
"Yes?"
She took a deep breath as we stopped in front of the door. Melody looked so cute in my jacket that was a size too big and went to her knees, I couldn't help but stare. Her makeup had faded away, she was a natural beauty with or without it. "I do have a secret that I want to share with you."
I raised an eyebrow as she looked up at me. "Oh? Do tell." Melody started giggling, which only added to her charm. "It's alright, you can tell me anything, Melody."
"OK. Well, I've wanted to tell you all night that I think you're a handsome guy and I've wanted to kiss you since you calmed me down at Opaque. I wanted to kiss you right then and there, I almost did, but it was so dark I was worried I'd fall flat on my face."
Cracking a smile, I couldn't believe that we had both wanted to kiss each other at the exact same time. "Really, you did?"
"Mmhmm. Of course I did, you're a hottie. I mean, it's irrelevant now considering we spent more than half the night making out, but I wanted to tell you that."
While I could tell she was a little shy, I knew that Melody had a great confidence that people yearned for. "Is there anything stopping you now? You can't just say that and not do anything."
"Well now I really can't because it's out there. You're expecting it."
"Fine, then I'll have to wait for another time, like later tonight, but I'm holding you to it. Pick you up at 8?"
She nodded. "Sounds great. I'll see you then. Bye, Gareth. It was really great meeting you."
"You, too, Melody." I leaned down and gave her a tender kiss. "Bye." I watched her walk inside, knowing I still had the grin on my face. I was about to open the door to my car when I realized I forgot my jacket. "Damnit." Looking over at the door, I decided to just walk back and knock quietly, only to see Melody walking out at the same time. "Hey, I'm glad you came out, I forgot my-" Out of nowhere, Melody grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me in, smashing her lips on mine. My eyes widened from the shock, but I adjusted, wrapping my arms around her waist as hers were around my neck. It was probably the steamiest kiss I've ever had, our tongues crossing in each other's mouths, I could feel myself getting-
"Ahem."
We looked over to see three older women in their seventies wearing visors, sunglasses, and track suits, all of them had Chihuahuas. The judgmental looks on their faces caught me off guard.
"Uh, hi."
Melody smiled politely at them. "Oh, hi, Mrs. Kirkman, Mrs. Darabont, Mrs. Gimple-Moore. Isn't it a gorgeous morning?"
"Hmmph! Kids today have no manners, sucking face in broad daylight." One of them murmured as they all walked off. I looked over at Melody and we started laughing.
"Wow, that was one for the books."
"I know, right? You got your unexpected kiss."
"I sure did, it was really something, too."
"It was sexy. I'm glad you're here, you forgot your-"
I shook my head. "It's fine, keep it. Get some sleep and I'll see you tonight, beautiful." I gave her a final kiss good bye and watched her walk inside. She turned around and smiled.
"Until then. Good night, Wonder Boy." Melody shot me a wink as she closed the door.
"Good night." I walked off, feeling on top of the world. Successful first date, check. Second date, check. Who knows what was next, but I do know I hadn't felt this happy or crazy about a girl in a long, long time.
MELODY
As I watched Gareth's car drive away, I finally let out a low squeal and silently clapped my hands. "He likes me, he likes me! He thinks I'm beautiful! I'm a pretty girl." I giggled as I skipped up the stairs. After all that, my nervousness was premature, because this had turned out to be one of the best dates I had ever been on with one of the most incredible guys I had ever met.
It's official. I had fallen for Gareth Mandel, Wonder Boy of Woodbury, and I had fallen hard.
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