Credit goes to @the_laetus_poeta for helping me complete this chapter 

Peggy's POV:

It was Saturday, and Maria was helping me get ready for my date. I was still shaken from that encounter with Stephen. "This dress is so cute!" Maria holds up a dark purple dress with a gold belt. Despite her advice, I go for a simple black top and a yellow skirt. Maria leaves the room and I get ready. 

 Once I finish preparing, I walk down the stairs. When I hear a knock at the door, I open it fairly quickly. "Y-you l-look nice," he stutters on almost every word. "Thank you," I reply, with a joking curtsy. He reaches out his hand and I take it, not looking back. At first, it was awkward since I've only ever been out with him as a friend. I link arms as we walk into the restaurant. I start to ease up as we talk more. "You should let your hair down," I say as I play with it. "I'll do that when you grow taller," he teases. 

After we finish our food, he takes me up to the balcony and we take in the view of all the hustle and bustle going on in Manhattan. "What do we do now?" I wait for an answer and look up at him. He didn't answer. His hands gently stroked my hair right near my forehead, and he pulled me in for a kiss. I felt like a balloon, a little yellow balloon that was frantic with excitement coursing through me like electricity. And I would never come back down, just rising, rising, rising, up, up, up. Words failed in the best way possible.

He dropped me home around sundown but I didn't want the night to end. So we stood there in front of my house staring into each other's eyes until eventually, I had to go inside. Finally, I let go of his hand fading into the night.