The First Date

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We decided to go on our first date together. I remember asking her where she lived so I can pick her up. She questioned me why I was going to pick her up from her place. She found it odd that I was going to pick her up at her place for our date. So I drive to Glendale a little bit after work. We decided to go to a restaurant near her apartment called California Pizza Kitchen (CPK for short). Over the phone she said she was nervous about going because it might be awkward. But it went off without a hitch. We talked, laughed, shared stories and ate. After finishing our meal we tried to think of something else to do before we call it a night. It was getting late so I decided to drop her off her place. She questioned me again when I was parking my car and as I opened my car door. I told her I was going to walk her to the door. I guess she found that weird, even though I thought that it was the right thing to do. So I walk her to her door, about to say goodnight and as she opened the door she asked me if I wanted to come in. So I did. After taking the tour of her place, I sat down on the couch in her living room. She puts Incubus' Morning View CD in her radio and she sits down next to me. For the next hour and a half we just talked some more. It was getting late and I had work in the morning, so I decided to call it a night. Trying to be the gentleman, I say goodnight to her and give her a hug. I didn't want to rush into anything with this girl since I wanted to be serious and take it slow. The past few times I've went on dates I rushed into everything and I didn't want that with this girl. She was special. The date was over and I thought it went pretty well.