A First Date Without Roses

Let me tell you about my first date ever.

It was 3 days before the New Year. Me and a guy, let’s call him “Alec”, from work had started flirting a week before hand.

I was new to the job, so I was fresh meat. I made friends with everyone fast, and soon  I was headed to the bowling alley in town to play a round with Alec and his friend. They were cool. We laughed a bunch, which I hadn’t been able to do in a while. Inside jokes were made between the three of us. And soon, it was 10 o’clock and time to go home. The next day, we all hung out again. I was surprised they actually wanted to pick me up the next morning. It was raining and grey out, so we decided to head to Alec’s house and hang out… Long story short, I realized I liked flirting with Alec. He was a possibility in my mind.

And so it was those 3 days before New Years when I made the mistake (even though I thought it was cool) of asking him out on a date. We had talked about taking the 4-wheelers out of town to see the city lights and stargaze (romantic, right?). Plus, it was an adventure, and I like adventures.  He never actually decided when we would go, and I was getting anxious. I wanted to see the city lights.. and have some alone time with this guy. I really didn’t know much about him; what he liked, what he didn’t, what he wanted to do in life.  So, I asked him if we could make it a date. And boy, did he jump right in and say yes! The next day was our date.

We got off work at the same time the next day, but throughout the day we gave each other intimate glances and smiles. At one point, I said to him, “Better make it special. It’s my first date ever,” with a wink. He said he would make it special.

And honestly, it really was a good first date.

I had changed into something cute, but not too cute to where I was trying to impress anyone.

As it had turned out, the recent rain had made the 4-wheeler road  slippery with mud, so that meant no adventure.

Instead, we went long boarding in the park by the lake, grabbed some pizza, and headed back to Alec’s place. Next, was the most romantic part of the night; watching a rom-com on the back porch. There were little christmas lights strung up, and a fancy fireplace. To top it off, the weather was warm and a light breeze shuffled the palm trees. It was absolutely perfect.

The rest of the 2 hours we spent together that night was good. We laughed and it was easy. His parents were light and fun to be around, I didn’t feel intimidated.

All in all, this date lasted 6 hours, I think. A long date.

                               ~~~

The next couple of days changed rapidly. At work, and in general. I think I made the mistake of asking if we could do it again. After I said that, the silent treatment began.

No texts. No talking to me at work. Avoiding me.

This is where I decided that no matter how nice the boy is, a boy can always turn his back to you.

A date without roses. It was a date, no doubt, but it held nothing real.

Have you ever been on a date like this?

~Rosie

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