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Everything was going as planned, I had the present in my pants pocket, my hair looked nice and I smelled really, really good. Some kind of Aspen-Irish thing, I wasn't sure. I found a sample of it in the GQ that I had. All I knew was that Cordelia was going to be so surprised and maybe she'd finally realize that I was serious about her and not just all stalkery type guy that all the girls hate. Taking a deep breath, I looked myself over in the mirror and smiled a real smile that I haven't smiled in a long time. Well, except for when Faith would say something that would not only make me smile, but blush and stand up in places that were really embarrassing when we were out in public if you catch what I'm trying to say.
If you count being out in public being at the cemetary or in the Library with Fred there too.
Grabbing my jacket, I slipped it on and gave myself a grin in the mirror. Oh yes, Cordelia Chase was going to be mine.
So mine.
I headed out of the house and walked toward the Bronze. The conversation I had earlier with my parents pretty much ended with me not driving the van. Ever. Well, again, which sucked because now I was worried about being wet and sweaty by the time I got there. I hoped this cologne hung out and worked all night. That and the deoderant that I was using. God, I was so nervous, I knew I was going to be a wreck.
By the time I got to the Bronze, there were millions of people there it seemed and it took me forever to even find someone that I knew. Or actually wanted to see. Then I saw Faith and Fred at a table and I grinned as I walked over, then almost nearly tripped over the quarterbacks leg as he pushed it out in an attempt to bring down the sauve Xand-Man. Of course, I didn't say anything, just kept on walking on over to Faith and Fred.
"Hey ... so ... Have you guys seen Cordelia around?"
If you count being out in public being at the cemetary or in the Library with Fred there too.
Grabbing my jacket, I slipped it on and gave myself a grin in the mirror. Oh yes, Cordelia Chase was going to be mine.
So mine.
I headed out of the house and walked toward the Bronze. The conversation I had earlier with my parents pretty much ended with me not driving the van. Ever. Well, again, which sucked because now I was worried about being wet and sweaty by the time I got there. I hoped this cologne hung out and worked all night. That and the deoderant that I was using. God, I was so nervous, I knew I was going to be a wreck.
By the time I got to the Bronze, there were millions of people there it seemed and it took me forever to even find someone that I knew. Or actually wanted to see. Then I saw Faith and Fred at a table and I grinned as I walked over, then almost nearly tripped over the quarterbacks leg as he pushed it out in an attempt to bring down the sauve Xand-Man. Of course, I didn't say anything, just kept on walking on over to Faith and Fred.
"Hey ... so ... Have you guys seen Cordelia around?"