"Of course. Well go on go get ready!"

Shane's POV

I am so excited. My first date thing I had in, well, that I've had. I ran up to my bathroom and first of all showered because I smelled like hell. I straightened my hair and ran to room and dug through my closet for some nice clothes. I have a t shirt that looked like a suit. Close enough. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and switched into those. I dug around for my dress shoes which I hoped still fit. The last time they met my feet was at my grandma's funeral. Luckily, they do. So I pulled them on and walked downstairs with my other clothes from earlier in my hands. I walked up to my mom and tapped her shoulder.

"How do I look, nice?" And I'm quoting the Santa Clause movie. Wow, I've sunken to THAT level. My mom started to cry. "Oh don't cry, I'll call you when me and Taylor have already move to Hawaii and have three kids! I'm kidding. That will never happen."

"You look perfect. You should probably head back, don't want to be late!"

"Yeah. Alright, bye mom!"

"Good luck Shane!"

Taylor's POV ( A Half and hour earlier)

Okay, I've got 30 minutes to dress to impress. I ran to the bathroom and pulled out my phone, since I was about to get in the shower, but wanted to tell Rita what's going on. I found her contact and hit call

"Hello?"

"I HAVE HUGE NEWS!!!"

"Okay lets see, five seconds into the call and your already making me all hipper. Somethings wrong, are you okay? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH TAYLOR!?!"

"No stupid, I need to tell you something, but you need to promise not to tell the others. Promise?"

"Oh my gosh your pregnant! Don't worry, I believe in abortion"

"Rita I have a date tonight!!"

Silence.

"No way."

"Way. Remember the boy I told you about this morning?"

"Shane?"

"Yep, well, I think we're going on a date!"

"Whoa whoa whoa, you THINK or you KNOW?"

"I think. We didn't really ask each other out, but I asked him if he wanted to go get dinner and he said yes. It's to a classy place and I need your help."

"I'm always here. Whatcha need?"

"Fashion advice."

"Okay, what is he wearing?"

"I don't know. He just left to go get ready at his house."

"Okay, get in the shower and Skype me so we can look at your wardrobe."

"Mkay girl. Later!"

"Later." I took probably the quickest shower in history, which was not good due to shaving my legs in a rush, I probably cut myself twice. I got out and turned on Skype. Rita was already on. I hit call and she answered right away.

"Okay, how long do you have?"

"What no hi? And about 15 minutes."

"Okay, have you done your hair yet?"

"Does it look like I've done my hair?" It looked like I was attacked by a wet mop.

"Okay, outfit first, hair later."

"Okay first color. Opinions?"

"You look best in blue."

"Okay so I have a navy blue dress with a bow in the back." I pulled it out and showed her.

"Yuck."

"Wow critic much?"

"Do you wanna look bad."

"Okay judge all you want. Um I have a neon blue dress with flowers on it."

"What color flowers?"

"Green."

"Nope."

"Okay final dress, a robin egg blue dress with lace long sleeves and ruffles at the end." I showed it to her, and honestly, it was my favorite. It wan't too long or too short and it was sort of puffy, but not like princess puffy, just with one layer of that stuff that makes the dress stick out more.

"I love it. Okay, hair time. I suggest you curl the ends of your hair and put it in a pony tail. AND A NICE ONE" I have a habit of doing bad pony tails. I did my hair and for the next step- makeup

"Okay, how should I do my makeup?"

"So don't do too much, don't make yourself seem like some chick from jersey shore."

"Your mom lets you watch that?"

"No."

"Okkkkaaaaay..."

"Don't question my logic."

"Why do you think we're still friends?"

"Exactly." So I put on some concealer and light pink blush. I did a little eye makeup and my cherry Pepsi chap stick. I also put on a squirt of perfume, hoping not to overdue it.

"Shoes. What should I do, heels or flats?"

"Depends, how tall are the heels? It all depends on height and style."

"Um maybe an inch at the most. Their black, nothing special."

"Perfect."

I put the finishing touches on my outfit and to be honest, I looked amazing. It was like one of those hello who the hell are you moments. "Rita, thank you so much. I feel stunning."

"Girl you look stunning. And anytime."

I heard a knock on the door. "I think that's Shane. Got to go. Want me to send you a picture of him before I go?"

"Yes please. Show me who this hunk is!"

"Okay. Got to go. Bye!"

"Bye!" As I hung up, I also sent her the photo we took yesterday for icons.

Rita: Man you weren't joking were you? He's hot!

Taylor: And mine. Later!

I shut off my phone and grabbed the door knob and opened the door. Their stood my beautiful Shaney, in a t-shirt/ tux and skinny jeans. I guess he found his dress shoes while he was over their. His hair was swooped almost covering one eye, but pushed it back so he could see. He smelled nice too, Cologne? Interesting. It smelt nice. And not to overpowering so it won't make me nauseous. I've actually gotten sick from guys wearing to much cologne. But all in all, he looked amazing.

Shane's POV

I knocked on the door hoping I didn't overdress. I doubt it, but you never know. Then, I was hit with a wave of beauty like no other. Taylor opened the door, and to say she looked beautiful would be an understatement. She wore a light blue dress with black heels. Not like whore heels, like middle school concert heels. Her hair was up in a neat ponytail and curled at the ends. Her lips were bright red and her eyes had a light shade of black on the eyelids. She smelled like lavender. Perfume I'm guessing. Not too strong, which I find classy in a woman. I looked up and down her like a puzzle and she did the same. I must have looked shocked, because I feel like my mouth was wide open in awe. She had a similar expression, just her mouth was closed.

"Wow." Smooth Shane. Just smooth. I'm pretty sure I have a cheesy smile on right now, but I really don't care. "You look, perfect." She blushed, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink.

"Thank you Mr... uh, whats your last name?"

"Dawson. Shane, Dawson."

"Then thank you Mr.Dawson. And I'm not perfect.You on the other had look perfect. You look handsome, very cute." I felt my cheek warm up. Oh my god Shane no! Don't blush in front of her! "You ready to go?"

"Yep. Get ready for the best night of your Life."

"It isn't already happening?" My cheeks got warmer. STOP IT!

"Okay, your gonna love this place. It suits you." We got into the car, but being the nice guy I am, I held open the door for her. This was happening, our first sort of date. I hope that's what this is. "And perfect, is such a strong word, I will only use for you."