Win Some, Lose Some by Shay Savage

Author:Shay Savage [Savage, Shay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781537739663
Amazon: 1537739662
Goodreads: 31558066
Publisher: Shay Savage, LLC
Published: 2016-09-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12—Maybe Dating is a Bad Idea

I had at least an hour before I had to pick up Mayra, but I was already in the car and traveling in the same circle I had traversed when trying to get to her house for a piece of cake. Tonight was going to be our first real date. Instead of taking the drive to Cincinnati or Hamilton, we decide to stick with Uptown Oxford. We were going to get bagels from the Bagel and Deli and eat them in the park.

If I could get to her house, that is.

I figured if I left early enough, I would eventually be able to get there on time, maybe even a little early. I had the feeling Mr. Trevino was going to play the proper father-figure when I came to pick her up even though Mayra said she had made him promise to be nice when I came to get her. At least I had already met him officially, so there was a little less pressure.

I checked the gauges on my car and decided it would be a good idea to top off the tank and maybe check my oil and tire pressure, too. There was still plenty of time before I was supposed to be at Mayra’s house, so I drove to the nearest gas station and filled up. While I was checking the tire pressure, I saw Justin Lords and three other guys coming out of the convenience store attached to the gas station. Justin looked over at me and smirked as he leaned over and said something quietly into the ear of one of the guys with him. They both laughed but didn’t come near me or anything. I found myself breathing easier after the group drove off, though.

After cleaning the windshield and wipers for the second time, I wiped down the rear view mirror and decided I could probably head over to Mayra’s house now. I reminded myself that I had been over there twice this week, and everything had been fine, even when I had to park next to Mr. Trevino’s truck. I drove around the block four times again but managed to get myself into Mayra’s driveway with about five minutes to spare.

I sat in my car for a while, considering the phrase “fashionably late” and wondering if it applied to picking up your girlfriend for a night out. Glancing up at the kitchen window, I saw Mayra standing inside with her arms crossed and smiling at me. She shook her head a little before beckoning me with a finger. I peeked at myself in the mirror, tried to smooth out my hair a little, got out of the car, and walked up to the front door.

Mr. Trevino answered, and I had to swallow a big lump in my throat before I could speak. I wanted to say something like, “Good evening, Mr. Trevino. I’m here to pick up Mayra.” However, that’s not quite what came out.

“Um…hi.” I turned my head a little and closed my eyes tightly as I tried to get a grip on myself.

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