So, today, for the first time ever, Drake is coming to meet my parents. Mom is super nervous, but Dad can't wait. Isabel is off doing Isabel things, so she won't make it tonight (Meaning she's out with Brady, again... Man, I hate that dude.). Right now, I'm trying to help Mom pick out an outfit to wear. She has so many nice tops, but she wants to wear a fucking dress... And she has no idea if she wants to go with the wine colored dress or the pink dress.
"I think the wine colored one would look better." I said, Mom smiled.
"Thank you, honey." Mom said, "But I have a hair clip that matches the pink one." She looks at the pink dress again. "But the pink might be too bright and he might think I'm trying to scare him away." Mom sighed. "I don't know..."
"The wine colored dress." I said as I pointed to it, "You have one of those nice clasp things that would make your hair nice. And besides, you don't have to impress him, he's my boyfriend, not yours."
"But I want to look nice." Mom said.
"The wine colored dress." I reminded her again.
"Okay, I'll wear that one." Mom said as she took the wine colored dress. I sighed in relief as she walked away. "Now, go help your father with setting the table." she said loudly. I groaned, but went over to the dinning room anyway.
"Oh, hey son." Dad said as I walked in, "Drake will be here shortly, aren't you excited?"
"Yeah." I said, "I love having him around." Dad smiled.
"That's great." Dad said, "I remember I was the same with your mother. God, I love her." I smiled.
"At least she's here..." I muttered to myself.
"What was that, Nick?" Dad asked.
"Oh, sorry." I said, "I said 'he's almost here'."
"Oh, okay." Dad said, "Can you go find the napkins, Nick? I think Mom put them someplace funny again." I laughed as I found the napkins in the breakfront.
"You're right, Dad, that was a funny place." I said. I set them neatly on the table, one on each person's plate.
"I also need forks and knives..." Dad said, "And maybe spoons too."
"Why spoons?" I asked.
"Because dessert." Dad said, "Mom said she was going to make pudding." So, I set the rest of the table and heard the door bell ring.
"That's got to be Drake." I said, "I better go get it." Dad smiled widely. I quickly answered the door and there was Drake, wearing a button up shirt and a pair of black pants, almost like he was going for a job interview.
"Hey." I said, "Come on in, Drake." Drake smiled, but was trying to hide something behind his back.
"Nice to see you, Nick." Drake said and then took flowers out from behind his back, "These are for you." I smiled and took them.
"Thank you so much." I said, "I love you, Drake." Drake kissed my cheek and entered the house. OMFG, he kissed my cheek! I was in heaven and must have spaced out for a long while, because before I knew it dinner was over and I was sitting in the living room with Drake watching TV.
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