My phone laid on the table, mocking me. It knew that I want to talk to Simon, but I eating dinner at the moment. What if it's too early to message or call him? The possibility of him already being asleep is a thing, but what if he's awake? It couldn't leave me alone, this thought. I guess it was apparent that something was on my mind due to my parents pointing out that I was distracted. "Is something wrong, Daniel?" My mom spoke in a worried tone. I just rubbed my neck, "yeah, I'm just thinking about if I should message that new kid, Simon."

All my mom did was smile like a schoolgirl. Was it that clear that I think he is cute? Lord, all I can think about is his face. I need to be able to be his friend, at least. Perhaps, I can ask if he would like to hang out tomorrow? I can probably take him to a fun area, depending on the time it'll take to walk to the meetup point and then to the place. I pushed the thought out of my mind and continue to eat. Maybe, joining my parents' conversation since we do eat as a family.

Eventually, I was finished eating. I ran so fast to my room that I could have easily won the world's longest marathon. The thought of being able to hang out with Simon was almost like a drug-like feeling. He appeared to be very friendly, also neat, plus he is really adorable. With the power of a billion elephants, I slammed myself onto my bed. Mindlessly, I pulled out my phone and scrolled to Simon's contact information.

The phone dialed for a second before he picked up. "Hello?" he sounded awake.

"Sorry to bother you, but I couldn't help want to talk to you. I think that you are someone that I can get along with." It's time to pull out my flirting skills. Yes, I never flirted cause no one likes me till now.

"I was thinking the same about you. Man, Was I lucky to meet someone like you to befriend." I lied. I'm going to die as a flustered mess. He was thinking about calling me! This is like a dream. I work up the nerve to invite him to hangout.

"Quick question, I was thinking, maybe we can hang out tomorrow. I can show you around town. All the great sites and stay away from spots." Nervousness leaked out of every part of me. What if he said no? How will I respond to that?

He stayed silent for a bit, "so, like a date?" I could hear his chuckle but, like I can't help, but freeze up.

"Your silent seems to answer for you." IS HE FLIRTING WITH ME? That's it, I have to ask about his sexuality. I know this is a lot, but I can't be helped. If he tells me that he is straight, he has probably been joking. What if he isn't? How will I react?

I inhaled, "Simon, can I ask, what his your sexuality."

Now he is dead silent. A bit too silent. Should have I ask? It probably wasn't the best idea at the moment. Then, I get his response, "I'm homosexual."

"I'm Bisexual, but I prefer guys." the call between him and I was silent. Both of us were taking in what we just said. Out of the blue, he says, "a date then?"

Is he implying that he also likes me? That he would like to try to date? AM I IN HEAVEN! What kind of story am I in that not only have us meet but also have us telling our sexuality AND a date already? It's all like a book. Maybe a Cheesy book. "If that what you want as well." I was smiling my bi pastel butt off of me.

"I can pick you up if you want. Just tell me your address, and I'll get there as fast as I can." His voice oozed with how shy he is. Now, he'll be able to see my house. It's like things are just a story.

"I'll go ahead and message you the address. I can tell you where the first place is at tomorrow." I was already rocking side to side in happiness. If things go well, we might actually end up as boyfriends. I should take him to butler park and to the lookout over the town.

I can hear some voice in the distance, "Sorry, I have to go. My mom needs me."

"I'll see you tomorrow? Message the time also. Until next time." Stating our byes, we went on our own ways for now. Next thing I knew, I shot up and ran to tell my mom. How am I able to somehow get a 'date' just randomly.

Full force, busting down my parents' bedroom door. It probably looks like the police were breaking into their room, but I was excited. "guess who technically got a date!" flopping down on my parents' bed, I spoke with glee. Obviously, my parents, well, my dad looked scared. My mom, on the other hand, was more ecstatic than I was. The whole scene was literally like two school girls talking about boys. A grown married woman and her bisexual son.

"So, tell me how exactly did this happen." moving to lay on her stomach, next to me, my mom asked.

"Well, basically, I thought Simon would need someone to help him not get lost around town, and we can hang out. Well, I guess it was his way of flirting, told me if this would be classified as a date. Right there, I began to freak out, and I ask what his sexuality was. Worrying that I might have taken it the wrong way." I spoke as I wave my legs back and forth as I also lay next to my mom.

"and? what did he say?" my mom is the only person who I can talk to about this childish issue.

Pushing myself into a sitting position, "well, it pretty much ain't a date, but he said that it would seem fun to hang out." I couldn't help but grin so hard that I would have caused my face to freeze. I couldn't wait until tomorrow.