I had some time to kill before meeting Colin. So, I headed to Jerry’s Hardware Emporium for a few supplies. Jerry was there, watching me as if I was going to break into the safe under the register. It's not hard to know a safe is there when he point-blank says, "I gotta get change from the safe." And then ducks down below the counter.

Suspicious old coot. Ever since he got robbed (about three years ago) he suspects anyone who comes into his store. The little bit of trust he used to have has dwindled away into paranoia. And not the kind that's always helpful. He’s probably got a gun in his hand under that counter.

I searched the aisles for what I needed—a medium-sized bolt cutter and chains with a new lock and key.

When I brought everything to the register, Jerry gave me a hard look.

I smiled at him sweetly. At least, I hoped it came off sweetly. I wouldn't like to test my gun theory right now.

“What’s all this for?” he asked gruffly as I handed him the money.

What is he, my personal Jean DeWolff? I tried not to smirk at my own Spider-Man reference. Just in case Ol' Jerry here got any funny ideas.

Quickly, but not too quickly, I began to stick everything in my backpack. It was all a little heavier than I anticipated though. “Art. We’re working on a group project with metalwork.”

Jerry shook his wildly hairy head. It was always standing on end. Like he got electrocuted in a cartoony kinda way. “I don’t know what art is coming to these days. Used to be just paints and colored pencils.”

"Don't know what to yell you. It wasn't my idea." I shrugged, not wanting to make any more small talk as I walked backward out the door.

*****

“He’s late.” I mumbled to myself as I took a sip of my iced tea.

I sat at a small table in Le Café—CSU’s own little Starbucks. Personally, I preferred Dunkin’ Donuts. But I figured this would be the perfect meet up place for Colin and me. Not to mention, it’s pretty low key. A flat screen in the corner by the window, a few small, round wired tables, and dim mood lighting made up the coffee shop. Sometimes, it even felt sort of sketchy. Especially that one time I caught a professor slide a manila folder across the table to someone in the newspaper club. 

“Is that… my darling Penn?”

I looked up to see Gavin Sanchez—Jack’s roommate.

“Oh my, Gavin!” I squealed, getting up to give him a squeeze. “I haven’t seen you in forever! Where have you been? I, for sure, thought Jack murdered you in your sleep. Goodness knows I’ve seen more than enough of him lately.”

Gavin laughed as he took the free seat across from me. “Still riding the hate train on my favorite straight man?” he smiled deviously. “I’ve tried to convert him, but he seems motivated by some unseen force to date women.” He sighed. “Too bad.”

Gavin was, without a doubt, one of my favorite people. Sometimes he was a little extra, but most of the time his presence made Jack’s bearable. Oh, and how can I forget that he and his boyfriend are one of the cutest couples I’ve ever seen! They always seem to get along, support each other, and overall, just seem to meet each other's needs. I mean, what more can a girl ask for?

“Uh oh,” I started to laugh. “What is Jonah going to think of this talk?”

“Oh, please!” he swiped his hand through the air. “Jojo ADORES Jack. I don’t blame him. Jack is splendid to look at it. Among other things.”

I made a face as I shook my head. “I’ll take your word for it.”

“In fact, I’m supposed to meet my fabulous roommate here, but he’s running late. He got stuck doing last minute whatchamacallits in the lab.” Gavin pouted. “He’s been working like a dog there. I barely see him anymore. I was afraid the lab rats finally rebelled and tried to rule the world. You know, like Pinky and the Brain.”

I laughed so hard I almost spit out my iced tea. “Aww! He’s like your pal from another gal. Cute.”

He smirked before saying, “Seriously though, Penn. I am worried. He won’t tell me what he’s working on. And he consistently comes home late, and then has to get up super early for class. I don't want him to burn himself out, you know?”

I looked at Gavin, and that sincere concern of his translated clearly in his brown eyes. I could see it all over his face. “I’m sure Jack’s fine. He knows his way around the lab. To be honest, I’m almost one hundred percent sure he’s a test tube baby.”

That got him smiling again. “Yeah, you’re probably right. He knows what he’s doing.” he paused thoughtfully. “Any old hoot, what brings you here today, my lovely Penn? Are you meeting Des?”

“No, actually.” I straightened a bit as I tried my best not to look too embarrassed. “I’m on a date with Colin.”

“Colin? Like, Colin Powers, Colin?” Gavin's eyes widened in shock. 

I would normally be offended by his initial reaction, but honestly, I'm surprised that I'm going out with him too. Without a word, I acknowledged Gavin's query with a single nod and a shy smile.

“Why, look at you!” Gavin said, grabbing my hand excitedly. “Oh my God, am I in his seat? Did I just interrupt your date!?” he looked completely appalled as he peeked around Le Café for Colin. 

“Technically, no. He’s not here yet.” I looked towards the door for a moment. “He’s running late too. He’s waiting for Mr. Powers to come take over the store for a bit. He’s probably on his way by now.”

“I see. Well, just let me know when to skedaddle and I’ll be at a different table faster than you can say, ‘huh?’"

I grinned at Gavin. He seriously understood what this date means to me, and I loved him for it.

“Gavin!” Jack yelled halfway across the room. “I’m so sorry I’m late. There were some last minute things I needed to jot down. I’ll get you any cappuccino you want. Promise!” Jack looked at me, surprised. “Oh, hey, Penelope. What’s up?”

I tried not to literally growl at my next door neighbor. “Now, now, Jack,” Gavin tsked. “Today’s an important day for Penn. Don’t be a Debbie Downer.” he turned around and winked at me. “I got your back, girl.”

“Gavin, it’s too bad you’re not straight. I’d totally be head over heels in love with you.” I made a kissy face at him.

“Oh, I know it.”

“What’s today?” Jack asked me, raking me with a look I couldn’t quite place.

Was he thinking about that night at Connect? I internally frowned before scolding myself. Why am I thinking about that night at Connect!? I'm about to go on a dream date! Quit it, Benson! 

“If you must know—”

“Sorry I took so long, Penn.” Colin interrupted, answering Jack’s question for me.

“Colin,” I swore for a second that Jack’s voice squeaked like he was reliving puberty. “Hey, man, how have you been?”

Colin and Jack shook hands, and the tension in the room became suddenly so unbearable. Could I be imagining it? It was so awkward I thought I might actually die. But of what? I pushed aside these strange feelings. I need to focus on what's important right now. I need to be present. After all, how many chances will I ever get to go out with someone like Colin? It's a miracle I got this one!

“I’ve been good.” Colin replied before turning towards me. “My dad took a little longer than expected. I hope you haven’t been waiting long.”

“Oh, not long.” I smiled at him.

“Well, then…” Gavin gave me an approving look. “There’s a table on the other side of the room calling our name, Jack. Let’s go.” He grabbed Jack’s arm and half-dragged him away.

Jack looked unwilling to go. And the shock on his face actually offended me.

That’s what you get for thinking I wouldn’t be on a real date with Colin. I felt the urge to stick my tongue out at him, but held it in. I didn’t want Colin to see me act so childishly.

“Can I buy you another iced tea?” Colin asked.

“Thanks, that’d be great.” 

“Be right back.” I watched him place our orders. His long auburn hair fell just before his shoulders. My eyes followed the way his hand pushed it away from his face, revealing brown eyes that I had absolutely no problem getting lost in. Not to mention, he seemed to look extra handsome in his dark blue button-up and black jeans. Ooh, those jeans. But even though I found him extremely dashing, he did seem to be on edge.

I wonder if he’s ok… I thought. Did something happen at the comic shop?

My thoughts drifted away as I saw Colin head towards me with our drinks in hand. His smile was infectious, and I couldn’t resist the chance to grin back.

This is really happening. I’m really spending some alone time with Colin! It was strange, but at the same time, delightful.

“So, how’s your art coming along?” I asked, curious about what he was drawing so furiously the other day.

“Really good, actually.” He took a sip of his coffee—by the smell of it, it was hazelnut. “I’ve been so inspired lately. It’s insane. I can’t seem to stop sometimes. I’m not sure why though. But that’s ok with me. I’m thankful for it anyway. You got to take what you can get, you know?”

“That’s great.” I pushed my glasses up a bit. “Are any ready for the public or do I have to wait to see your awesomeness?”

“Not quite yet. I’m still working on the final touches on some of them. But I’ll show them to you as soon as I can.” He paused and a small smile played on his lips. “I really value your opinion, Penn. So… if you can just wait a little bit longer…”

“Of course!” I cheered. I cleared my throat, dialing back the enthusiasm. “Not a problem.”

Colin continued to talk about his art and classes. It was great to see him so animated, but there was just something a little off about him. It was like he was too excited. Too enthusiastic. It made me wonder if he was seriously ok. Is he faking it, right now? Does he even want to be here? But other than that, he seemed alright. Maybe it’s just my nerves playing tricks on me. Or maybe Jerry's paranoia is infectious.

I subtly shook my head as I put the thought aside and enjoyed the rest of our date.

*****

Colin walked me all the way to my door. The entire time I felt like my heart was trying to escape from my chest. I was pretty sure I was I would go into cardiac arrest at any second now.

“So… here’s my stop.” I giggled a little awkwardly.

Why are you like this!? I yelled at myself. Cheese and crackers... you've never been this girly your whole life. No need to start now!

“Yeah…” Colin smiled, completely missing my weird ass laugh as he stared down at me. Our eyes connected, and it felt kinda momentous. Suddenly, he seemed to lean towards me.

This is it! This is THE MOMENT!!

I lifted my chin a little higher, getting ready to press my lips against his.

“Well, goodnight, Penn.” He told me as he began to walk away. “I’ll see you around.”

“Yep.” I cleared my throat as my cheeks turned into radiators. “I’ll see you soon.”

He waved right before he disappeared down the stairs.

Seriously!? No goodnight smooch? Oh my God… I’m a failure at dating! I should have known better than to expect a kiss. For goodness sake, it’s only the first date! Do people even do that on the first date? Oh, God... Dread suddenly consumed me. What if he saw me pucker up!?! I banged my head against the door before I headed inside.