Personal Narrative: Horton Hears

I don’t believe that I was ever as excited or nervous as I was that night. My room seemed heated; I don’t know if it was from all the lights and curling irons I had on or if it was the anticipation of the night before me. A sea of clothes that I had decided just wouldn't do concealed the floor and shoes were strewn everywhere. After finally deciding to wear my blue sweater, the one Mom told me brought out my eyes, I drowned myself in Justin Biebers' Boyfriend perfume, and I was ready for my first date.
When I got to the food court where I was meeting him, I sent a text "I’m here :)", I didn't get a response. I then began to walk around searching for a head of curly blonde hair, I caught a glimpse of him sitting among his best friend, Scott …show more content…
After sitting silently, witnessing their conversation, I got the hint that Scott and Vanessa would be joining us at the movies- a circumstance that I had been entirely unaware of. Awkwardly, we strolled across the food court into the movie theater as we listened to Vanessa and Scott argue about whether or not going to see Horton Hears a Who would be childish or not. "No. No. A million times no! I am not going to see Horton Hears a Who on my first date!”, I was thinking while trying to play it cool in front of his friends. The three of them decided on a movie about superheroes and I couldn't object; how could I? I was out on a double date with the coolest guy in school! He had chosen me- the dorky little 7th grader who they called George the Giant- there was no room for …show more content…
“Maybe he'll do the cliché yawn and stretch to put his arm around me. Maybe he'll hold my hand during the intense parts.” However the only thing that became intense was my longing to go home because just then, Vanessa pulled out from her purse two Chick-Fil-A chicken sandwiches. She proceeded to open four packets of mayonnaise and used her fingers to spread them on the sandwiches. To top it all off she then licked the mayonnaise from her fingers quite loudly and then gobbled down the sandwiches in fury. I have ever been so embarrassed to be with someone at a movie theatre.
At last, the movie was over and I was released from my agonizing date. The date was nothing like they portray in the movies; I could not believe my first date had gone so badly. I can honestly say to this day, I have never had another date quite like that. I guess first dates are supposed to be memorable. In fact, I can see that date brought up for my kids, grandkids someday. Hopefully at that time, I will find it as amusing as I’m sure they