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And so there I was, sitting in a coffee shop with my feet propped up on a coffee table next to the most attractive guy that's ever talked to me, literally - aside from the time that the one hot soccer player asked me to borrow a pencil and Math class. I just couldn't believe it, that he really liked me. I learned that he was a freshman in college and on the Dean's List and that he was also thinking of joining ROTC - mainly because he didn't know what he wanted to do with his life after college, but he knew he didn't want to be broke doing it.
"So seriously, Luke, how do you not have a girlfriend? You're funny, you're smart, you're not completely lost..." I asked curiously.
"Girls do not dig me, at all," he replied, laughing.
"What do you mean? I dig you, at least I think I do."
"Adina, you're the rare unicorn. You're the first girl I've tried to talk to in two weeks that actually said something back to me. You're probably the first girl in this entire town that has said anything to me other than, hey can I borrow a pen man?"
"No way. Seriously, that's the only way guys talk to me at school - when they need something to write with," I said, thinking to myself that there was no way that this could be real. Someone was pranking me. I need to start looking for Ashton Kutcher because I feel like I'm about to be on an episode of Punked.
"You know, I wasn't even going to come out today. My friends went to a party last night and so when I asked if they wanted to come out today and skate, they all decided to be lame and nurse their hangovers. But something told me that I should, that going out today would be important."
Hearing a guy talk to me like this made me smile.
"The only reason I came out was because it was better than hearing my parents argue. It's been a rough week at my house."
I wasn't kidding either. I was out with Luke, so I had no idea, but my dad was so happy because he had stopped by the sheriff's office on the way home and scheduled a time for a deputy to serve his divorce papers. And the best part was the stipulation on marital assets - he would only split 50/50 with her if and only if she went to rehab and remained sober until after my 18th birthday. It also stipulated that he would pay for the rehabilitation in lieu of alimony, and that he would retain full legal and physical custody of me.
"That really sucks. My parents fight a lot but it's always over dumb shit," Luke said, trying to comfort me.
"My mom, she's something else. I don't know how my dad stays married to her," I sighed as I replied.
Luke slipped his arm around me and drew me close. Typically, I wouldn't let a guy hold me like that, but he seemed sincere in wanting to comfort me so I rested my head on his shoulder. Luke gave me a quick squeeze, clearly he didn't know what he could say to make me feel better, but that was okay because I really didn't need or expect him to say anything at all.
"So, if we end up getting dinner here in a bit, does that officially make this a date?" Luke asked.
"I don't know, I'm a bit of a comfort eater. Giving me dinner might turn me into a clingy girlfriend," I said, starting to giggle.
Luke smiled, "Who knows, maybe I like clingy girlfriends. You'll do my laundry and make me cookies, right?"
"What makes you think I know how to do laundry and make cookies? What is this, the 1930s?"
"They don't have some kind of class at school that teaches that shit anymore?"
"No, you've clearly been out of school too long, pedo."
"Alright," Luke said, laughing pretty hard. "But seriously, can we turn this into a date? I can't imagine not spending the rest of this day with you."
"I think today is a perfect day for a first date."
He's perfect, I thought to myself.
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