I yawned as I stepped through the front door, and closed it quietly behind me. Crossing the small space to the couch, I dropped my keys on the coffee table and dropped onto the plush cushions. It had been a very long, busy day. I just wanted to lay around in my jammies and relax, and munch on some tasty snacks.

Pulling myself off the couch I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, peering through the chilled air at the small selection.

Ugh, time for grocery shopping I guess.

I grabbed a can of lemonade and turned to the counter, closing the heavy door. Did I have any more cookies?

Then I saw it, alone in the center of the counter. I smiled to myself, and returned the lemonade to the fridge.

Jogging through the living room and into my large bedroom, I pulled open my armoire and looked through the items. Coming to a decision, I quickly pulled them out and changed.

Back out in the kitchen I retrieved the card and approached the phone, wondering just what it was I planned to say.


Picking up the phone, I dialed the number as it was written on the card. I listened as it rang, waiting for someone to answer.

"Hello?" a familiar voice asked. I took a deep breath.

"Hey! I'm looking for Ben?" I replied, staring nervously at the phone cradle. "Is he there by any chance?"


"Yes ma'am," he sang. "You've got him right now." I could imagine his gentle smile.

"Hi Ben, It's Aimee," I started.

"Aimee, hey!" he cried suddenly, cutting me off. "I didn't expect you to call. What's up?" My heart began to pound in my chest, and I squeezed my eyes closed.

Now or never, Aimee.

"I um," I stammered. "Was wondering -no. Do you -What are you doing tonight?" I sounded like such a moron! He would probably run for the hills now.

"Not too much, I just got in from work," he replied. "Why?"

Here we go...

"I was thinking of hitting some nightspots in town," I explained, toeing the carpet. "I was wondering if you'd -like to come along and show me around?"

It's a lie! I want a date, not a chauffeur! Oh God, please don't say no!

"That actually sounds great!" he agreed, causing a big dumb grin to spread across my face.


"Great!" I cried, struggling to keep myself from jumping around the room like a lunatic. He'd hear my footfalls, surely. "We could meet up I guess?"

"Sure, that sounds fine," he replied. "Anywhere you'd like to start?" I thought for a moment.

"Nina mentioned a great nightclub I think?" I asked, sure he'd know just what I was referring to. "Are you into dancing?"

"Oh yes, I know the one," he assured me. "I am up for any self embarrassment opportunities you throw at me." I laughed. Aww, he was so great.

We hung up shortly after and I called the cab. It arrived in no time, and soon we were on our way to the Crypt-o Night Club. As the cab pulled up alongside the curb, Ben came into view and I quickly jumped out to greet him.


"Aimee, there you are!" he called as I approached. "I thought you'd gotten lost or something." I laughed and shook my head, and he surprised me with a hug.

"No, I had trouble remembering the name of the place," I explained, adjusting my clothing. "Thankfully the guy didn't think I was completely nuts." Ben broke into a giggle then, and we turned to go inside.

We decided to have dinner first, so we followed the hostess to our table and had a seat. We ordered and waited for our food to arrive.

"You have family around here?" I shook my head and sipped my drink.

"Nah, they're all back in Veronaville," I explained. "I wanted to get away and experience... well, anything." Ben nodded as though he understood completely, and I wondered if he did. Perhaps he'd been through some trying times himself. I certainly wasn't going to ask.

"Oh, I see," he replied, watching the waiter placed our meals on the table. "You have any siblings?" I nodded, picking up my fork.

"A little brother, Gary. He's fifteen."


"I am so glad you asked me out tonight," Ben confessed, smiling warmly beside me after dinner. I felt my face redden, and I looked down to the table nervously. "It sure beats sitting on my couch watching reruns with a bag of potato chips."

"Yes, I should hope it does." He softly placed his hand on mine, and all I could muster was a choked gasp.

"You are so perfect; do you know that?" he breathed, and I was almost sure that I wasn't breathing. I forced an uneasy laugh through my lips, and threw a quick glance to the dance floor behind us.

Ohmygod, what is he up to? Dance now, we must go dance!

"Ugh, let's dance!" I cried, standing up. "Wanna dance?" I took his hand and started pulling him to the floor. He struggled to hide his bewilderment.


The music blared in our ears as we crossed the floor and started dancing, and I was so glad I couldn't hear a word he was saying. I felt sort of bad that I was cutting him off, but the way he spoke earlier had made me so nervous. I wasn't even really sure why.


We danced for quite a long time, and before I knew it, I was quite attracted to him. I don't know if it was the music or the way the flashing lights danced across his face... but I just grabbed him... and kissed him! It was exciting, yet scary!

After that we were inseperable! We remained on the dance floor, dancing slowly and very close as everyone else smustled or bounded around. It seemed only minutes when hours had actually passed. Soon it was approaching 2am and we both had to get up for work in just hours, so we started getting ready to leave.

Ben excused himself to the bathroom while I waited patiently at the nearby lounge area. When he returned, he pulled me off the couch and held onto my hands. He was smiling intently, and I held onto his gaze.


"Aimee, I know we've only just met," he started, cocking his head shyly to the side. I bowed mine in the same manner and giggled.

"I know what you're going to say, Ben," I replied, returning my eyes to his own. "And yes, I would love to be your girlfriend." He laughed and leaned in to hug me tightly. Hand in hand we turned and walked outside the club.

"It's been an amazing night," he whispered and kissed my forehead. "I'll call you tomorrow, maybe we can do this again soon." I squeezed his hand and nodded.

"Sure, I'd like that."


We smiled awkwardly at each other for a moment before I climbed into the cab. I waved as it pulled away from the curb, and the night club faded into the darkness. I leaned back on the seat and sighed happily.

Indeed, it had been an amazing night.

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