The Blind Date

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//Dare's POV\\

"Hey, sis!" Winnie shouted as she walked into my trashed house.

I had been passed out on my couch with a beer bottle. The only time I ever went out was for work or to get groceries, but usually I just ate an ordered pizza.

"Look at you! You're a wreck!" She shouted at me, taking the bottle from me. "Come on, you are going out tonight. Besides! It's been two years since Tony."

"Don't remind me," I mumbled, rubbing my head to try and sooth the hangover that was hammering at my brain.

"You need to move on. Destiny found someone you could at least hang out and have lunch with."

"Do I have toooooo?" I whined.

Winnie yanked me up by my arms and drug me to my bedroom to find something decent for me to wear.

"When's the last time you did laundry?" She finally asked as she looked in all my empty drawers and closet.

"When was the last time I was at your house?"

"Jesus, what am I gonna do with you?" My blue haired sister sighed, pushing some hair out of my face. "I guess you'll just have to wear the flannel I bought you with these black jeans."

"Don't make me go out," I continued, turning around and hugging her.

She patted my back softly, then pulled away. "You know you need to give this a shot. What's the harm in trying something new?"

"It's a blind date, Win," I deadpanned, changing outta my pajama pants and into the black jeans she had put on my bed. "One of the most awkward things ever. Plus, usually it's something your friend or, in my case, what my SISTER is forcing me to do."

She rolled her eyes, then threw me a black and white button-up, walking out with her arms crossed.

I quickly got dressed and brushed my hair so it wouldn't be as wavy as it's been.

"Alright, I'm ready for whatever the hell you are making me do," I sighed, walking out to have her pull me out of the house by my hand.

"Ok, so you'll be polite, no dirty jokes, and be yourself," Winnie explained, flattening out my shirt so it wouldn't look all wrinkly.

"If there's no dirty jokes, then I ain't really bein' myself," I countered, earning a glare from her.

//Outside a Café//

I looked out the window to see no one else sitting outside the café besides a very pretty looking girl with brown hair and dark brown eyes.

"Have fun!" My sister blurted with a squeal, shoving me out of the car and leaving me on the sidewalk as she sped off.

I almost panicked for a second, thinking I forgot my wallet. I soon found it in my back pocket with a rose hanging out. Seriously, what's wrong with my sister, I thought, chuckling as I walked over to sit in front of the girl.

Seeing her up close, I noticed how nervous she looked, the several cuts and scars along her arms. She wasn't wearing anything too over the top. Just a long green dress that covered her shoulders.

"Hi," I grinned. "My name's Stacy and I was forced to come here against my own will...please...please help."

"Oh," She giggled. "My name is Angela, but I prefer to be called Reaperela."

"As you wish," I handed her the rose, then a waiter walked over.

"I see your date has finally arrived. What would you two ladies like to drink?" He asked.

"Uh...I'll have a...water," I mumbled.

"I would like a water, too, please," she said, politely.

He walked away after nodding at us.

"So...." I trailed off, tapping my fingers against the glass table. "It's been awhile since I have went out."

"I haven't ever really been on a date," she blushed, staring down at the rose in her hands.

"Well, this is a Blind Date...which means it'll be filled with long pauses and awkward silences."

"I think ye will make sure it won't be silent for long," Reaperela giggled.

"Ya know me already," I chuckled.

The waiter came back with our drinks and then asked what we were gonna eat. I scanned the menu for a bit before deciding on having a burger and fries. I got a little pissed when the waiter said they didn't serve fries with their burgers, but I managed not to make a big deal about it.

"I'll have a salami sandwich," Reaperela told him as he wrote it all down in his notebook.

"Anything on it?" He asked. She shook her head and he left.

"Anyways, I've been having a rough couple of years," I continued, fumbling with the sleeves of my shirt and taking a sip of the water. "And my sister said I needed to get out of the house and all that."

"My counterpart said this would be good for me. I think she is friends with your's," Reaperela replied.

"That's not surprising. I guess they thought we would hit it off nicely. I forgot to compliment you on the dress...you're really pretty." I grinned once I saw her start blushing.

"Th-thank you. You look very lovely yourself."

"Oh, ya shoulda seen me before. I'm just glad I can clean up for ya."

The waiter brought us our food and we started eating.

"I still cannot believe they don't serve fries with their burgers," I blurted, with an annoyed look.

"I thought everyone served burgers with fries," Reaperela said, looking at my plate curiously as she took a bite of her salami sandwich.

"If they don't, their doing it wrong."

After that, things went silent and we soon finished eating. The waiter came up with the bill and I pulled out my wallet.

"Are ye going to pay for all of it?" Reaperela asked, her purse in hand. She was about to take out some money.

"Yeah, I'm paying. What kinda date would I be if I didn't pay for everything?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"I should pay for half."

"No, it's fine. I can pay."

"Can I at least leave a tip?" She asked, still wanting to pay for something.

"Ok, you can leave a tip and I will pay," I agreed, getting up and paying inside.

I walked out a few seconds later to see Reaperela had left a five dollar bill at the table for the waiter.

"Alright, Ma'm," I said, tipping my imaginary hat and holding out my hand for her to take. "Let's leave this joint."

Reaperela giggled, taking my hand as we walked down the sidewalk together. "I had a nice time," she smiled.

"Me too. We should do this again sometime." I held up our hands and twirled her around a few times with a grin. "Wanna go see a movie with me?"

"When?"

"Whenever ya want. We don't even have to go out, we can chill at my place...or your's."

"That will be fun."

"Yeah," I smiled.

Screw it, Winnie was right. Blind dates aren't as bad as I thought they were.