"Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit!" I kept up my little curse mantra as I dashed around my room. Where the hell was that damn comb? I'd only used it the other day... Or, no, wait, maybe it had been a week or two... ugh, whatever. The point is, I had a comb somewhere in this room. And now I couldn't find it. I tore around, hunting through drawers and under various discarded items, trying my hardest not to disturb any of Krissy's stuff. Damn, I was glad Mom had let her get dressed in her room, rather than be down here. She'd die of laughter if she saw me ripping my room up in search of a fucking comb. Now, where the fuck- a-ha! "Got you, you little motherfucker," I muttered at the criminal red comb, and then I pulled it through my messy hair whilst also running to my mirror. I wanted to look perfect tonight. Or, well, as close to perfect as someone like me can get. Which isn't very close at all, really. Oh well, as long as I was presentable. I wanted to impress Krissy with this date tonight. I really, really liked her, like really. She was gorgeous, for one thing, she had huge, dark eyes with really long lashes. I'd heard that saying before, 'the eyes are the windows to the soul', but until now I never really got it. Krissy's eyes showed everything she was feeling. As well as that, she had really pretty, clear skin, perfect black hair that fell to her shoulders in sharp layers, and really cute, full red lips. Add to that a sweet, caring personality, and awesome interests in music, films, books, and about everything else I like, and you pretty much have my dream girl right there. That sounds real sappy, especially considering I'm only 17, but I really did feel like she was my ideal, perfect girl. It had been so easy to fall in love with her, it was almost embarassing. And to find she loved me back, that was... wow. It was unbelievable. Sometimes I honestly wondered what she saw in me, I mean, she's so cute and perfect, and I'm what? The school freak. But hell, if she wants to be with me, I'm not gonna complain. I finally got my hair right, and quickly put a little hairspray on to make it stay that way. Yeah, I'm a guy who wears hairspray, get over it. I also wear eyeliner, and have been known to try drag on several occasions. Not that Krissy's gonna know that. I pulled on a black jacket over my shirt, adjusted my jeans, and slipped on my shoes. Outfit, sorted. Next mission, transport. I ran out of my room and up to the lounge. My parents were in there, curled on the couch, eyes glued to the TV. "Hey, um, dad..." I began. He looked up. "Well, son, got plans for tonight? You're looking pretty smart." I blushed a little. "Well, um, I was gonna go somewhere tonight with, um, Kriss." I stammered a little and couldn't keep eye contact. Mom laughed delightedly. "About time, too!" She squealed and clapped. "You two have been putting off this for much too long. But remember, honey, safe sex is fun sex!" I gaped at her. "Mom!" I whirled to check Kriss hadn't appeared to hear that. "We're not... I'm... Crap, Mom, just... No!" I couldn't find the words to express how that comment made me feel. Talk about embarassment. I was now blushing so bad I must have been practically purple. "I just... Dad, can we borrow your car?" He raised his eyebrows. "You're really trying this time, aren't you son?" I didn't say anything. He laughed at me. "Okay, Gerard, but it better come back in one unscratched piece." He tossed me the keys. "Have fun!" I caught the keys - and was actually quite proud for not dropping it - yelled a quick "thanks, Dad!" and went to wait by the door for Krissy. I wasn't waiting long. She came down the stairs just a few minutes later. Her expressive eyes showed me she was nervous, too, which reassured me a little. She came a few steps further, into the full light, and my jaw almost dropped. She was stunning. She'd ditched the usual tees in favour of a longer, more formal top that looked absolutely fucking amazing on her. It brought out the slim curves of her body, and I suddenly felt chunky and large next to her elegant figure. Her makeup was perfect, bringing out her eyes and making them sparkle like diamonds. She was just... Indescribable. I couldn't find words. The minute she was close enough, I put my arms around her waist and pulled her in so I could kiss her. I kept it innocent, I couldn't wait to get this date started. "Ready?" I asked. She nodded, and I wasted no time in yelling a goodbye to my family and pulling her out of the door by the hand, praying for a successful night. parents could appear at any moment, then I pulled back and smiled down at her, so happy that she was mine.

Notes

I was only gonna do a short bit in Gee's POV, but it kinda evolved into another chapter :) so here it is. I'm sorry we still haven't hit the actual date yet, but hopefully this little insight into Gerard's mind will keep y'all satisfied til I get the date posted!!! lt should be up real soon, maybe even later tonight if I'm up to it. xx