Generation 2, Chapter 2: Why Did My Perfect Date Have to End in Tears?

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I was never one to wear make-up, but when I do its very light eye shadow and maybe some lip gloss. Today was one of those make-up days because today is my date with Brock Baxter. I've been nothing but nervous and excited all week. Everyone in school pretty heard about my date with the hot senior, Brock. I got some dirty looks from some jealous girls I don't even know and another guy actually asked me out. I don't get boys. They act like you don't exist but as soon as you're taken you're like a piece of candy that they all want to steal.

"Laura-Jayne!! Brock is here," I heard my mom call out from downstairs. Suddenly my nerves were replaced with excitement about seeing Brock again.

 "COMING!" I yelled from upstairs. I grabbed all my things I had brought with me into the bathroom and tossed them on my bed. I didn't bother putting them away; I'll do that after my date.

I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and busted through the front door, where Brock stood, admiring the flowers that were planted in front of our house.

 "Hey, Brock. I'm ready to go," I said, catching my breath. I wanted to get out of here before dad knows Brock's here.

"Don't you want me to meet your parents or do your parents want to meet me first?" He said, confused as to why I want to leave so suddenly.

"Unless you want to meet my dad. A five minute meeting with him and you'll never want to come near me again. I like you, Brock. I want you to get to know me before you meet my dad."

 "Understood," he responded with a chuckle.

"So where are we going?" I smiled.

"It's a surprise but you'll gonna have a blast."

 I had no idea where Brock was taking me until we turned down the long curvy road and a giant Ferris wheel came into view.

"The boardwalk?" I asked, excitedly looking out the passenger side window. "I haven't been here since I was six."

"Well a lot of things have changed on this boardwalk in the last ten years, like for instance they added new carnival games and they added a snow cone machine."

My face lit up at the mention of snow cones. I always loved snow cones. "Can we get a snow cone first?" I asked. I should been embarrassed for acting like a little kid at the carnival on our date, but Brock didn't seem to mind. He laughed and said that this was my day and he wants to do what makes me happy.

He parked his convertible in the parking lot and we walked side by side onto the boardwalk, passing all the good games and such and straight towards the snow cones.

 He ordered me a grape flavored snow cone and he got himself cherry. We started off our date sitting on a nearby bench, enjoying our delicious snow cones.

"This tastes great, Brock. How's yours?" I asked.

"Taste like freshly picked cherries," he answered before digging into his snow cone once more.

"Really?"

"N'aw, just artificial freshly picked cherries."

Laughing, I asked, "What do we do now?"

 Brock looked around once and smiled when he spotted the claw machine. "How about we play that?"

I frowned when I saw what he was pointing at. "I'm no good at the claw machine, maybe you play and I watch." I'm terrible at that game, I never one once. It's so hard to pick up a toy with that skinny claw and if you did manage to grab hold of something it never holds long enough for you to savor it. Now I just watch others play it instead.

"Alright. Maybe I can win you something."

"Awe that's sweet."

Brock happily walked over to the claw machine and feed it fifty cents. Then he played with the controls until the claw reached down and picked up a pink stuffed bunny. I honestly was expecting Brock to lose the toy like I always have but he didn't. Instead the claw held onto the toy and dropped it into prize box.

Brock retrieved the toy and handed it over to me. "For you," he said, smiling his gorgeous smile. I couldn't help but blush a little.

"Thank you, Brock."

Brock played the claw machine one more time and won himself a toy car, then we both had a crack at the whack-a-gnome game before he suggested we each get our face painted. He picked out hearts for my face and I picked a plumbob for his. We thought we looked silly and decided to get our picture taken.

"We look great Laura," Brock smiled.

"You think so?" I asked, looking over his shoulder to get a better look at our picture. "Wow, you look great in the picture, Brock."

"Only because I'm in the picture with you," he said, causing me to blush big time. Gosh, gorgeous and sweet. He couldn't get any more perfect.

As the date continued, Brock and I competed against each other in a few games. I won all of them. Well actually Brock lost on purpose, but that just shows how sweet he is.

After all the games, Brock and I decided to take a break and eat some McDonalds, then maybe try out the Ferris wheel since we haven't rode it yet. 

The meal was good but the Ferris wheel was real fun; being up so high we got to see almost all of Hidden Springs. When the ride finished and we got off Brock pointed out this love machine next to the exit.

"Hey Laura, look. Let's see what is says about us."

"Um, alright," I said smiling, but behind that smile I was screaming OH EM GEE!! Brock wanted to try the love machine with me. Did that mean he likes me? If he didn't why would he want to see if we were a good match or not? Either way I couldn't stop grinning.

When both of our hands touch the controller at the same time my heart started to race. What was the machine going to say? If it says we're not a good match will that prevent Brock from asking me out again?

 With a pull of the controller the light shot up the meter. It did several rounds before it came to a stop. A bright red light shone from the top and the machine flashed 'Perfect Match' on the screen.

"Oh my gosh, it says we're a perfect match. Can you believe it?" I said excitedly.

"Yeah it does and you know what?" Brock said, looking from the love machine to me.

"What?" I asked curiously. Getting lost in those eyes of his.

"The machine gave me enough confidence to do this."

"Do wha-"

I didn't even get to finish my sentence before Brock kissed me. At first I was surprised and confused as to what just happened but when he pulled away it dawned on me. Brock kissed me! My head was screaming and heart was about to jump out of my chest. Wait until Lindsey hears about this.

Brock then took my hands in his and smiled at me. But it wasn't his usual smile that he has been flashing all night; this smile was more like a shy smile. Was Brock about to ask me out again? What if he's going to ask me to be his girlfriend? My mind was thinking up a thousand questions that Brock could ask me at this moment but all I could do was stay silent and wait.

"Laura," he said, narrowing his eyes for a quick second before looking back into my eyes again. "I was wondering, well, if you would be my date to prom."

AHHHH!!!!

My face got all red and my heart was beating so fast I thought I was having a heart attack or something. Brock just asked me to prom! He could have asked anyone, but no, he asks me!!

I gave Brock my biggest, most attractive smile before answering his question, "I would love to Brock."

Brock was just about to lean in for another kiss when my phone chimed, letting me know I received a text. I apologized and quickly took my phone out of my pocket to read the message.

Come home now.

It was from mom. I would expect mom to send something like that to me if I was out longer then I told her I would be, but Brock and I had another hour together. So it could only mean something was wrong and I needed to get home pronto.

I looked up from my phone's screen and frowned at Brock. "It's my mom. I think something is up. Can you take me home?"

Nodding in understanding, Brock responded, "Of course."

I gave him a thank you smile and sent a text back to my mom. Leaving now. Will be home in a few.

The ride home was quick and silent. As Brock pulled up to my driveway and parked his car I saw my mom's face in the window looking out at me. She looked at if she had been crying.

I jumped out of the car and ran into the house, Brock right behind me. As soon as I opened the front door my mom was there, preventing me from walking into the living room, obviously trying to hide what was happening.

"Mom, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Honey, I'm sorry to say this, but Storm, he's gone."

"Wha-what?! Storm is gone? You mean gone, gone? No, no, no this can't happen. He was fine just this morning. He said so himself." I was in shock. Tears began fall from my eyes, causing tears to reappear in my mom's eyes.

"Maybe he didn't want you to know his time was coming," she said through sniffles. "He was pretty old Laura-Jayne."

"No, no. Opal! Where's Opal? I must see if she's okay," I said trying to push past my mom, but she stopped me. Telling me that she's with Newbie and Storm in the living room.

I started crying again. This time I said nothing and let my tears come pouring out. It was then that Brock gently touched my shoulders asking if I needed a shoulder to cry on. I had completely forgotten that Brock was still there but I took advantage of his offer and buried my face on his left shoulder. He comforted my by rubbing my back and saying sweet words in my ear. Why did my perfect date have to end in tears?

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