My Two Dates with Anwar

School is out and I’m on my way home when Anwar walks up to me. My heart begins to pound and I can barely hide my excitement. The cutest guy in the entire school is standing right here in front of me.

“Hi Rosalie.”

I smile shyly. “Hi Anwar.”

“Are you going to the Christmas party?”

“I don’t have a date.” Most likely he has already asked some lucky girl to go with him. I wonder who she is.

“Would you like to be my date?”

I gawk at him, stunned for a few minutes. I can’t believe he just asked me to be his date. When I recover from my shock, my enthusiastic answer is, “Of course!” Then, I chide myself for not acting cool. Of course, I can’t wait to tell my best friends, Bridgette and Mackenzie that I’m going to be Anwar’s date. They will be positively green with envy.

“Could I walk you home?” he asks.

He has such beautiful eyes. I realize that I’m staring and I glance away. “Yes.”

We walk out of the school yard. I smile when I see some of the girls looking at us. Eat your hearts out, I gloat.

“So, are you looking forward to Christmas?” he asks.

“Yes. I always do. It’s my favorite holiday. My grandparents are flying in from Florida and my brother, Malcolm from New York. He’s bringing his fiancee, Genevieve. She’s from Haiti. What about you, are you looking forward to it?”

He shrugged. “I guess so. My family and I are spending it in Quebec City with my brother and his family. We leave on the day before Christmas Eve.”

“I’ve been to Toronto years ago and I liked it. I’ve always wanted to visit Quebec. Is it nice?”

“I didn’t mind it. Old Quebec with its cobbled streets lined with cafes, patisseries and artisan shops felt more European than North American.”

“I’ve never been to Europe but I’ve always wanted to go. I would love to visit Rome, Florence and Paris.”

“I’ve been to Rome and Florence. It was great going into the Colosseum  and seeing where the gladiators fought.”

“It was also where Christians were killed.”

“Yes. In Florence, we visited the gallery where the statue of King David is.”

“He’s one of my favorite people in the Bible. And I love the Psalms.”

“He was very brave. It had to take a lot of courage to go up against a giant with just a slingshot and a handful of stones.”

“It also took a lot of faith in God.”

“Yes. So, what are you going to do when you get home?”

“After I do my homework, I will have dinner and then finish reading my book, Dangling Dreamers. What about you?”

“I’ll probably finish my paper on Geological anomalies after I have dinner. Then, do some surfing on the Internet.”

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“Thanks for walking me home, Anwar.”

“You’re welcome. Rosalie…”

“Yes, Anwar.”

“Would you like to go to the movies with me this Saturday afternoon?”

“Yes. I’d like that very much.”

“Could I have your number so I can call you?”

“Sure.” I quickly take out sticky pad and write my number on it. I give it to him.

He puts it in his pocket. “Goodnight, Rosalie.”

“Goodnight, Anwar.” I wave at him before I run up the steps and unlock the front door. I turn around to see if he’s still there and smile because he is. We wave to each other again and then, I come inside the house.

Instead of going upstairs to my room, I head straight for the kitchen where Mom is preparing dinner and tell her everything.

She’s thrilled for me. Mom is so cool. “First, we will go shopping for a dress for you to wear to the Christmas party and make an appointment for you to get your hair done. What about shoes, do you need a new pair?”

“I think so.”

“Okay. We’ll get the dress first and then find the perfect shoes for it.”

“How soon can we go shopping?” I was so excited.

“We can go on Sunday.”

“Great.”

“What movie is he taking you to see?”

“I don’t know.”

“When he comes for you, invite him in. I’d like to meet him.”

“I will. I’d better go and change now and do my last homework before the holidays.”

“All right, Honey. Dinner will be ready as soon as your Dad gets home.”

“What’s for dinner?”

“Caribbean chutney crusted lamp chops.”

“Sounds yummy.” I can’t wait for dinner. I hurry out of the kitchen, my head still in cloud nine because of Anwar. I can’t wait for Sunday when Mom and I will go shopping for my dress and shoes. I can’t wait to go on our first date and I can’t wait for the Christmas party to come. And last but not least, I can’t wait to see the expressions on Bridgette’s and Mackenzie’s faces when I tell them about my two dates with Anwar.

Posted for December 2020 Writing Prompts – #31 – Dangling dreamers; #18 – Geological anomalies; #9 – Last but not least

Sources: Forbes; CNN

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