Chapter 7

“I just don’t know what to wear,” Megan groaned frustrated.
Christie was over at their grandmother’s house. It was Friday night and she had come over to help Megan get ready for her date with Sam.

“I still can’t believe you’re going on a date with Sam already,” Christie giggled, “I knew you’d end up together, or at least I had hoped so. I knew you’d be so cute with him.”

“I don’t care if you played Cupid or not, just help me decide what to wear.”

“He won’t care what you wear. He really likes you. Andrew said this is the happiest he’s seen Sam in a long time. You could show up in your pajamas and he wouldn’t give a rip.”

“I don’t really want to show up for a first date in pajamas that have duckies, kitties, or bunnies. That’d be really embarrassing.”

“OK. But I still say he couldn’t care less.” Christie suddenly said. “Oooohhh! The black top with the denim skirt. It’ll look great!”

“Are you sure? You don’t think it’s a little much?”

“Not at all. Try it on so we can both see how it looks.”

Megan tried the outfit on and it looked great. The top was black with a v- neck and cap sleeves. The skirt was dark washed denim and came down just above the knee. Her shoes were a pair of black boots that came half way up her shin and had a heel that was only an inch high. She picked out a little black purse to go with the outfit. She left her hair down but Christie helped her curl it. Megan did her makeup and was ready to go.

“So how do I look?” Megan asked, looking at herself in the mirror.

“You look awesome. Sam’s jaw is going to drop when he sees you.”

“Thanks!” Megan said. Just then the doorbell rang.

“He’s here!” Christie squealed excitedly.