I laid on my back as I was talking to him. He may be cute, but I still just met him not long ago, and yet we're calling each other. Out of nowhere, he shoots out and, says "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." Well, at least he is trying to become friends instead of two people who have another random stranger's number. Perhaps, It might happen to be a bad idea, but I can say it as a date. This could go horribly, or I could win myself a boyfriend. After a moment of thinking, Why not go for it?

"so, like a date?" please, agree. It's already like a cheesy love story, so why not just see what the world will chuck at us.

Silence is all that I got for a good 3 minutes. It was probably a bad idea, and I'm idiotic for thinking this could work. It took so long that I said that his silence spoke his answer.

"Simon, can I ask, what is your sexuality?'' Ah, Makes sense that he would ask this, but ain't it clear that I like guys? I just ask about a date with him.

"I'm homosexual." I was going to say gay, but i felt awkward anyway. What is he going to say then? Should I ask him the same just to see if he is straight? So many things buzzed around my head. I could have just lost a potential friend or maybe even a possible boyfriend. Heck, perhaps a lover. I don't care at this point.

"I'm Bisexual, but I prefer guys." wait, could this mean that there's a chance that he like me then? It may be a good thing after if I ask if this thing could be a date.

"a date then?" I might be trying a bit hard to get a relationship out of this in some way. The chances of him actually agreeing for this being a date is probably near 0. Before I could give up hope, I hear something that I never expected.

"If that what you want as well." You could hear the cheer in his voice. I couldn't believe it. I just moved here, met a really adorable guy, and got a date! I didn't see him with a car, maybe I should pick him up tomorrow?

"I can pick you up if you want. Just tell me your address, and I'll get there as fast as I can." It felt kinda awkward for me to be asking this. Before he could say anything, my mom yells for me.

Why now? I'm literally talking to someone that could be my boyfriend. Now that I think of it, I shouldn't be giving myself hope for that I could be in a relationship with someone I just met.

Maybe, Daniel was excited for this, "I'll go ahead and message you the address. I can tell you where the first place is at tomorrow." Again, my mom yells louder for me, "Sorry, I have to go. My mom needs me." Couldn't she just leave me alone?

Rolling out of my bed, I make my way to the location of my mom. She was sitting in the living room as my dad worked on the bookshelf. 'Nailed it' from Netflix was playing on the TV. That show and all the other cooking shows are the only visible thing that I get from my mom, other than reading. It's only then that I truly get along well with my mom and joking around.

When she noticed me, my mom smiled and patted the seat next to her. I accepted her offer and made myself comfortable by grabbing a pillow to hug. She said nothing as she skipped to the next episode. It was the holiday edition of 'Nailed It.' The theme was Hanukkah, and the guest judge was this adorable old dame with big round glasses.

Everything in the world felt as if it was correct for the moment. I felt truly peaceful. Just then, I receive messages from a few friends. It was nothing of importance, and I went back to watching the show. My dad eventually joined us even though he isn't into these shows as much as mom and I was. Time soon passed, and it was roughly 11pm. Pushing myself up, I stated that I was going to head off to bed due to needing to be up early in the morning. Leaving my parents to their own personal doings.

I actually needed to figure out something to wear tomorrow, and since my room is still not unpacked, I have to figure out what box is my clothing box. My typical clothing consists of flannels, jean jackets, emo band shirts, jeans, and a leather jacket. The style is the same but not the colors, and I have to make sure I don't wear the same colors two days in a row. Digging in my boxes, I eventually found my clothes and start shorting through. Pulling out my leather jacket that looks a lot like it is from 'The Outsiders.' I go for more 'emo' look as I pull out shirts and pants. Finding a plain white shirt plus black ripped jeans. I laid it down on my desk.

Pulling out my sleep ware, I check my messages to see if Daniel sent the message. Sure enough, he did stating that he'll be up around 10am along with his address. I sat my alarm for my typical time that I wake up for breakfast, just in case if I don't get up like usual. I typically wake up around 6am, unlike Daniel. My parents are the people who stick to having breakfast, lunch, and dinner at the time you would think someone would eat. We actually eat at 8am, but each of us takes morning showers. Now that I think of it, my parents would have woken me up anyway for my turn in the shower. I'll keep the alarm just in case. I'm ecstatic for tomorrow for some reason.