You decide to save the bragging for later when you really have something to say and instead start getting ready.
It didn't take too long and before you knew it you were ready to go, and it was all perfect timing. You grab your purse, keys and your fave mix cd (god bless napster) and head out the door ready for a big date with Taylor Hanson. Oh, that sounds funny.
You park the car in the front of the Hyatt and took time to just breathe and remind your self to try and act somewhat normal. Straightening your back you head inside.
Not spotting Taylor anywhere you take a seat on a comfy looking couch and admire your perfectly manicured nails.
"You must be ____(<-name)." You slowly look up and find yourself staring at your date for the night. "Yes. That's me." You say.
"So, I'm not reall a control freak or anything so I figured you could pick where you wanted to go. We can go catch a movie or there's this cafe off of the main street a block down. What do you want to do?"
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