I have never been on a date. Like, I’ve taken girls out here and there and stuff if that’s what you cool kids call dates these days..but never a real “date” I guess you can say.

I want to get nervous as I pick her up from her house. Wondering how beautiful she’s going to look. I want to walk up her steps and ring her doorbell with flowers in my hand. I would hear the door unlocking but it’d be her dad answering the door. I’d quickly put the flowers behind my back and firmly shake his hand showing that I’m confident but deep down, I’m scared as hell. He’d tell me she has to be home by 11. I’d give her the flowers and hold her hand until we reach my car. I’d open the door for her and we’d start our date. I’d take her to get some ice cream or something and we’d walk down the beach. We’d catch our first sunset together as I hold her around her waist. I’d then take her to dinner and we’d talk about the most random things. I’d drive her around the city showing her everything nice that I know. I’d then take her home and walk her to her door and we have 5 minutes til 11. She’d give me a little kiss and turn up her steps but I’d pull her back and we’d lock eyes. We’d kiss again and her dad would walk out so I gently push her away. I’d shake his hand and walk away hella happy.