YES!! YOU READ THAT RIGHT! I HAVE A DATE!!! (Thank you Lucy/Kat!!!)
Let me back up.
So it's Monday. The day I drop my sister off at school and rush home. We were a little late leaving because I started writing D &R and Love's Enslavement and got caught up in the characters. So anyway, we sort of rushed there (that the gods that I didn't get pulled over!), and I dropped her off in the same place I usually do. I was just about to pull away when I notice someone leaning on the front of their car looking right at me.
Yes, it was Jack.
Jack sans brother.
I was ecstatic! Then I looked down at myself and groaned. I am seriously bumming it today. Cargo pants, t-shirt, hair straight, shades on my face, flip flops on my feet. I almost pulled off without stopping to talk. Almost. But then I remembered the conversation that I had with my newest little sister and friend Lucy/Kat about WHEN I met up with Jack again, how I should talk to him (THANKS Kat!), so I parked in the Faculty/Staff parking spot (no, I'm not faculty or staff, but what are they going to do? Sue me?) and got out.
I turned my constant limp into this sort of swag walk and stepped up to him. He was smiling, I was smiling. We looked like idiots.
Me: How long you been sitting out here waiting?
Jack: Does it make me look like a pathetic loser if I say thirty minutes?
Me: (laughs) No.
Jack: What about if I tell the truth and say an hour?
Me: (playful cringe) Woah! Yeah, that would do it. That extra half hour pushed you into Losertown without stopping at a rest stop at all.
We both laughed (hell, you know you laughed too. I'm funny as hell, especially when I'm nervous. I also don't know when to shut up and usually end up sticking my foot in my mouth).
Me: So why were you waiting? Hoping you could apologize for your brother again?
Cringe. Yes, I know, bad Vee, BAD!
Jack: Nah. (He blushes. Oh my gosh is he cute when he blushes!) I was kinda hoping to...um...ask you out.
Me: (jaw drops open) Me? You want to ask me out?
Jack: Well yeah.
Me: (narrows eyes, though he can't see them behind the sunglasses) You do remember that I'm bi-gender right? The top half is female, but I wear a strap-on. At least until I get the surgery.
Yeah, I sort of get vomit of the mouth also.
Jack: (laughs) Yeah, you sort of don't forget something like that. (Shrugs) Well, I'm gay, so the whole dick thing doesn't really scare me off.
Me: The breasts and the vagina thing does though right?
Jack: (laughs again) I won't say I'm a fan, but there's something about you. I think I can get past it.
Me: (I'm screaming for joy internally but oh man has Vic taken over and that suave Italian man comes out) So where are you taking me?
Jack: (smiles) Where do you want to go?
Me: Well, right now, I'd love to go to a backseat somewhere and see if your dick really looks as big in real life as it does from the outside of your jeans, but I guess that will have to wait.
Jack: (blushes and giggles....yeah, he giggled...still trying to wrap my head around that one) Well, maybe after our date.
Me: Definitely after our date. So, Beef O' Brady's? I think that there might be a game coming on Friday night.
Jack: Okay. You want me to pick you up or you wanna meet there?
Me: Pick me up.
So we exchanged phone numbers and emails and addresses and then this is where I turned just a little bit slutty.
Jack: So I'll see you Friday?
Jack turned to leave and I grabbed his arm, when he turned back to look at me I went up on my toes (because *shiver* he's taller than me) and kissed him. I had planned on it being just like a peck or a deep closed mouth kiss, you know the kind that makes you want more, but DAMMIT his lips tasted SSOOO good!!!! We sort of made out a little in the parking lot. (*SQUEAL!*)
Me: So call me?
I went to walk off and man do I wish that I could still pull off my sexy supermodel glide or something, because the limp just is NOT sexy, but, I got in the car and drove off after honking and waving. I had o pull over five minutes later, again, but this time because I was bouncing in my seat and swerving on the road.
I GOT A DATE! I GOT A DATE! I GOT A DATE!!!
Yes, I'm SOOO planning on getting laid. Maybe not on the first date (I stopped doing that.....about a year ago), but definitely before I go to New Orleans for the GayRomLit.com retreat.
And all I could think was, "I can't wait to get home so I can blog about this and tell everyone!! Kat was right! Woohoo!!!!" Then I started singing the "I Gotta Date" song (LOL). And then Lady Gaga came on the radio and the song was just so perfect that I HAD to share it. I swear her new album is like the soundtrack for my year. So I'm sharing it with you all as I sing along.