Ugh, sorry, I accidentally posted it right as I was just starting the RP... Let me start over.
Jason let out a deep sigh as he gripped the rearview mirror of his car while driving and moved it so he could get another look at his hair. It looked just as mediocre as it did last time he looked. His brown hair was freshly combed, and his brown eyes stared back at him apathetically.
"Why am I even worried about how I look?" He thought to himself.
Jason's best friend, Steve had somehow convinced him to participate in a blind date, assuring him it would be worth it. But Jason knew the people Steve hung out with and he was not looking forward to meeting his date. He'd already mentally prepared himself for the worst, and he hoped the night would just pass without incident.
He glanced back down as the directions to his date's house again, and saw that he was almost there. He pulled into the driveway and sat in his car for a moment, letting another sigh out.
"How do I let him talk me into this stuff..." He said outloud to himself.
Getting out of his car, he started walking up the driveway and paused at the door. Taking a deep breath, he raised his arm and lightly knocked on the door four times, then stepped back, waiting to see how bad it was going to be. Boy, was he in for a shock.
(OOC:I can already see this is going to be incredibly tough with the PG-13 stuff. I'm already cursing in the first 25 words... Forgive me if it sounds ridiculous... lol)
Sophia bit her bottom lip gently and then clamped down on her bottom lip when she heard the knocking, "Son of a..." A few reasons explained her clamping down on her lip like this. First off, she had no idea he would be on time. How was she supposed to believe Jessica when she said Steve's friend had manners. She understood Jessica was in love with Steve, so of course she would put up with his gross habits. One including that he was constantly late.
She ran to the door, one heel on, her purse on her arm, and her hair was still a bit messed up. She put it up with a teeth clip quickly, walked to the door. She had medium length brown hair with blonde highlights. She also had beautiful green eyes, and a beauty mark about an inch or two above the left side of her lip. She stood at about 5'3, so the heels she had on would help her greatly in the height category. She had a black skirt on, hanging at around her knees, and she also had on a very nice deep blue tanktop that clung to her petite figure nicely.
She opened the door and met his eyes. "Hello.. yes.. I'm.. not ready yet. I'm so sorry.. Jason, is it? come in, won't you? come sit... the couch will be fine.. I'll be out in just a few minutes, I'm so sorry again.." She opened the door up, and turned on the heel of the foot that had a heel on it, and began to walk towards the bathroom. She shut the door slightly and continued to do her hair. She knew their friends have exchanged their names, but damn, if they had exchanged photos, she would have been ready hours ago.
She opened the door a bit, calling out to him. "I have soda and water in the fridge, feel free to help yourself to anything." She called.
She was shocked. He was good looking, on time, and dressed nicely. It was incredible that Steve knew someone who, at least
, looked like he had manners. She finished doing her hair, the hot flat iron was straightening the waves. She then proceeded to put on a bit of makeup. Just a bit of mascara, and a bit of lip gloss. She was never one to cake on the make up. She enjoyed a fresh, natural look.
Sophie walked out, looking for her other heel. "I'm sorry, you must think I'm crazy, running around like this, I know it sounds awful, but I had no idea that you would be on time..." She said as she gave a soft laugh. "I know, it sounds very odd, but Steve himself is always late, and his girlfriend, I'm sorry, fiance`
, told me you two were a lot a like. I have a feeling she doesn't know I find Steven repulsive." She grinned. He seemed very much the opposite of Steve already, though. "I'm ready when you are." She said as she watched him.