257 days till Graduation. 257 days till my life begins.

So Travis Darcy asked me out on a date.

I was so excited. I still can't believe that this is happening.

Right now I'm in my room, in a flood of clothes. You know in the movies there is always a girl who has so many clothes but when she going out on a date says that she has no clothes. 

Well, I never thought I'd be that girl. 

Even though my friends aren't the biggest fans of Travis, they were excited for me. It probably had something to do with the smile I couldn't wipe off my face yesterday. But right now I'm freaking out. 

What if I dress so horrendously that he doesn't want to be seen with me. 

I should probably stop.

I'm also skyping Anne, Natalie and Mary since I can't seem to make up my mind or even calm down.

"I think you should go for the blue one.", I hear Anne say.

"Are you kidding me?! NO. Go for the red one Lou. It's subtle, but sexy.",  Natalie says.

"Lou. Don't listen to them. They have no idea what they're saying. The green one is the way to go. It'll bring out the colour of your eyes. Guys always fall for that eyes twinkling shiz.", Mary now says.

"Oh My Gosh guys. Not Helping.", I finally say.

After another hour of pointless banter with them I end up wearing a cute little black dress. You can never go wrong with black. Right?

Just as I'm done messing with my hair, I hear the doorbell ring.

Sh*t. 

Let's do this, shall we.

I tell my mum that I'm going out with a friend, she tells me to be safe and come back by curfew.

I open the door and there stands Travis.

He's wearing  skinny black jeans, a white t-shirt and a blazer. Simple, but perfect.

 Just when I thought he could not get hotter. 

He stands there with a rose in his hand. When he looks up at me his mouth opens a little. Is he gaping at me?! 

Louisa. Don't. Freak. Out.

"Wow.", he says, coughs, regains his posture and goes, "This is for you milady.", and bends and offers me the rose. 

I'm smitten. 

"Why thank you sire." 

"So. Let's get this show on the road?" he asks. Holds out his hand for me and I gladly take it.

This is going to be the best night ever.

He takes me to the pier.  Could this day get any better?

At the pier he takes me on so many rides. The Cups and Saucers, The Carousel, even  The Horror Hotel. Some of the rides I've never even been on even after living in Brighton for 17 years. The Brighton Pier does evoke a lot of memories. 

Dad used to bring me here. 

Louisa, don't ruin this night. 

Anyways,  I don't think I've laughed or even had this much fun my entire life.

This is how I want to picture my life you know? Just plain happiness, even if it's just a trip to the Pier.

After an hour and a half of absolute joy, we're both absolutely famished. 

He buys me an ice cream (he's won brownie points already!) and we go and sit on the beach. The beach looks absolutely beautiful. It's only lit up by the Pier lights from a distance and the stars. 

It was now just me, him and the moon.

"Hey, Travis, can I ask you something?", I say, finally not sounding like I'm gonna burst at the sight of his beauty.

I should stop. Yes. I know.

"Of course love! Anything for you.", he says and winks.

He's got to stop doing that.

"Well I was wondering how you would. Um. Never mind". I should stop doing this.

 Keep your sh*t together Lou.

"Now that you've started, you've got to finish Lou! Don't leave me hanging!" he says.

I should've just shut up no?

"Well see the thing is, you're Travis Darcy. Football extrodinaire. All the teachers love you, all the students love you, all the girls love you, basically you could have any girl you wanted. Why m.." 

He doesn't let me finish. "Don't even finish that sentence babe. Why you?! Lou don't be absurd. You fascinate me so much you know? You are something special. You are beautiful and you don't even know it.", he says.

My heart is going to melt. He called me babe and beautiful in the same sentence. It's taking everything I've got to not jump on him and kiss him. 

I don't even know what to say. I just blush and look away. Hopefully he doesn't see that. 

He reaches out to me and turns my face towards him. 

What I'm feeling right now, Its's like all the dead butterflies in my stomach just came alive and made babies and now theres a gazillion of them. Running wild.

"So tell me," he starts off, "who is the lucky bloke who kissed those pretty lips of yours first?"

Sh*t. I've never had my first kiss. Do I tell him?

"Ha ha, ummm, well, you see, I haven't, like , like not really umm. Kind of.." 

"I've got to stop you again. Don't tell me you've not yet had your first kiss."

"Well, umm. No. I haven't"

Could this get more embarrassing?

And with that he stares into my eyes. He first stares at me like I'm crazy, that look slowly changes into something else. Something more. Passion? Fire? Love? I have no idea. His stare is kinda burning into my soul. I don't know what to say or what to do, I just continue to look into his eyes as well. 

His eyes then move to my lips.

He's getting closer by the second. 

And before I know it, sparks fly. 

Does stuff like this happen to everyone?