Joyce Yang

Wish I was Merlot

The clock hit 6:30pm, I was in the bathroom putting on my makeup. Knowing I have a date at 7:00, with only 30 minutes left, I rushed. Sam, a tall guy with brown hair and brown eyes. He likes to read and prefers indoor activities. I was introduced to Sam by a friend and of course with every cute guy, something is always up. According to my friend, Sam once had three girlfriends in one year. The longest relationship he has been in was three months. The clock was ticking, and with 15 minutes to spare I was out the door. He chose a place close by, so I decided I’d just walk. As I walked outside, it felt refreshing. With the pandemic going on and everyone being stuck inside, it felt nice to be outside. I walked past a garden of flowers, some coffee shops, and a bookstore. I guess I was more excited about this than I thought. I was never really the dating kind of girl, unless, you count holding hands at recess in 2nd grade a date. This was going to be my first official date.