the family business. I have a brother, and he’s the one who took over. They tried to set me up on some of these retarded blind dates, and I hated them with a passion. I just wanted to get out of there. I finally did. I became a rock star. I was happy about that for a while. Now, all of the women seemed to be fickle and stupid. That’s what I hate the most about my job. I could never find a real woman… until I met you.”
I felt so thrilled that he liked me. I almost giggled. I felt the same way about him and admitted. “I really didn’t want to date until I met you. But then I have to think about my father and what he’ll think when he finds out I’m no mood to date a guy like Alec. He’s not my type either. I’m a girl who likes a friendly guy who has personality. He’s got the personality of a rock.”
“I think you just insulted the rocks.”
I laughed and he joined me. He was so sweet. I was giddy around him. He really seemed to understand the crap that I was going through. He seemed to want to be there for me instead of a family tie or money. He grasped my hand and squeezed it, causing me to blush.
“Don’t worry about it. Our parents always have very high expectations for us. They’ll never stop wanting us to do well. But sometimes you just have to live a little and throw caution to the wind. You’re a very beautiful girl and I’m not going to tell you how to live your life. But I do like you a whole lot. Even if people get mad at you, they won’t stay mad forever. They’re your family. If they’re going to hate you because you want to make life choices, you really don’t need them. You’re smart enough to make those decisions. You don’t need them bringing you down.”
I knew that he had a point. It made me happy in a way. Just by hearing these words, I felt relieved. I knew I wasn’t a failure. I just expected my parents to tell me as much when they discovered I didn’t want to date Alec. Sometimes, I needed to be reminded that I didn’t always have to listen to what my parents said. Even so, I was a bit worried about going out with Chase.
“That’s true. Thanks for listening to me,” I said.
“No problem,” he replied.
I smiled, and we continued to talk for a little bit. Talking to him about the bullshit our families put us through felt great. There was a connection, a shared recognition with him. After we finished, I realized I had five minutes until class. I was about to run off when Chase grabbed my arm.
I nervously looked at him. “What’s up?”
“I want to give you a proper kiss,” he replied.
Before I could respond, he placed his lips on mine and softly kissed me for a second. When he pulled away, he grinned. The butterflies nearly beat themselves to death. I felt so happy.
Happy to have someone there who cared about me, I ran off to class. I knew my decision and was sure Chase was the one I wanted more than anything.
The rest of the day quickly went by. When I got home, I went back to studying. The next few days were pretty boring. I sat at home, studying and texting Chase. We did see each other a few times, but it was mainly to talk. It was pretty innocent. I found myself shocked at unexpected moments when I thought how different he was than I expected.
As I was studying one day, my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID, and I saw that it was my Dad. I picked it up, wondering why he was calling me. Normally he saved calls for one day a week. We had talked to each other two days ago. Something was up.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Hey there, Sweetie. How was the date with Alec? I bet it was a ton of fun.” His excitement hung between us.
“It was alright, I guess,” I responded. I felt bad. I wanted to tell him it was the worst experience ever. I was sure that a garden snail had more personality than Alec. I couldn’t tell Dad that. I knew that if I did say something like that, things would go downhill.
“Ahh. Is there something you’re not telling