Step Seven: Promise to never leave, leave.

"What about this one?" Eva asked, holding a pink polka-dotted dress.

I scrunched my nose. "Too mother-of-the-two-little-kids-from-The-Cat-in-The-Hat kind of like," I said, laughing a bit.

"Ha-Ha," she said, sarcastically, turned around and placed the dress back on its place. She had a date with Samuel Grant, so she was looking for the "perfect dress" as if she had not looked for that one for the homecoming dance.

"How about this one?" She said, holding a beautiful navy blue dress, I nodded instantly and she went to the dressing room.

While she tried it on, I looked for some clothes for myself.

"I love it!" Evangeline told me, a little bit too loud, as she walked out of the dressing room with it on her left hand and her phone on the right one.

"Look," she said, showing me a picture on her phone.

"Wow, it does look good on you," I said with a smile.

"I know, right? Now, we should probably get something for you," "Ugh, I give up, there's nothing here that fits me or that matches with anything else," I complained, pouting afterwards, "Besides, I don't even have a date or anything."

At the same moment, my phone beeped. I rolled my eyes, this was already becoming predictable—the fact that something that would change my day and it probably had to do with Matthew.

So he called me, and I was happy to say the least, that I could hear his voice once again—which was weird.

"Hey, Ms. Elodie Martínez, I was wondering if you would want to go on a date with me tonight," he said.

"I would have to think about that," I responded, making a small pause as to make him believe I did not have the answer already, "Yes, I would like to go on a date with you, Mr. Matthew Ackerman."

"Great, be ready at 7:00PM, and don't worry, I already asked your parents for permission to take you out so late," he said, and then hung up, leaving me—how ironic—hanging.

Eva let out a scream that scared me and few other people around us.

I looked at her with confusion written all over my face.

"You have a date!" She screamed at my face. "Shut up! You make it sound like if I don't ever go out," I whispered-yelled at her.

"That's because you don't!" She whispered-yelled back.

"Touché."

"Now, to find your clothes we go," she said and grabbed my hand.

When we had everything, we went back to our houses and changed. She texted me when she left her house at 6:00PM with Samuel, and I smiled because she was happy.

When it was 7:00PM, I stood in front on the mirror, admiring the fact that for once in my life, I felt good about how I looked, and it was probably because Matthew was going to like my outfit.

I heard the doorbell, grabbed my small bag and my phone, walked downstairs and noticed my father talking with Matthew.

"Uh, dad?" I called out, he turned around and smiled, like if he was proud about something.

"Well, I know you'll take care of her Matt, have fun, but not too much fun," he said and went back to watch a football game.

I blushed as I stood in front of Matthew, he looked at me and said, "Wow."

"Where are we going?" I asked as I closed the door behind me and walked hand in hand towards his car.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out," he said, opening the passenger door for me. I playfully rolled my eyes and he let out a chuckled as he closed the door and jogged to his side.

As he parked the car in front of a small yet a bit fancy restaurant, I smiled. This was like those movie dates, and I tried to contain my laugh for him being so cheesy.

In the middle of our dinner, he complimented me on my dress, which made me smile and blush like a fool.

"So, I've been meaning to ask you something," he started.

"Uh-huh?" I let out,

"I like you, a lot, and I know we've kissed and we already said 'I love you', but I never really asked you," he said, then he looked into my eyes, "Would you like to make this official, so I can call you my girlfriend?"

"Yes," I said, "But you have to promise you'll never leave."

"I promise," he said, smiling and raising his right hand.

"Then, yes, now you have me," I said and giggled.

He had you.

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