Date Night

So last night was Saturday. Date night. I went out with this girl from the town next to mine. It was our first date. Let me tell you how awkward some parts of it were...
First of all, I work with her mom. So when I walk up to the door and see one of my co workers there waiting, it kind of freaked me out. We went through the introductions, I said hi to everyone, then I get to meet her dad. That is always the worst part for me, meeting the parents. I've already written about how I am not the epitomy of a parents' dream. So I see this jacked Italian man walking toward me, and I come close to turning and bolting out the door. Later, Christina would tell me that he has a gun... awesome.
Then we go to the restaurant. Cheesecake factory, my favorite. We get there and its an hour long wait. So we decide to walk around the mall while we have time to kill. I hate the mall. Its big, and overwhelming, and I can never afford anything in it. It was fun though, we had some good laughs, I got to know her better which was really nice.
We finally go in for dinner. What does she decide to order? a 17 dollar piece of chicken. I'm 17. I can't afford that kind of luxury. Then she tells me what I want. Its a 16 dollar piece of chicken. Great. Fortunately the food was good. I got out eaten, but I was fine with it. If she can eat as much as she did and still look as good as she does then who am I to care? Then I took her back to my house to meet my parents. She was so nervous. Little did she know that my mom is the bees knees. My mom liked her a lot and the final uncomfortable situations was over.
So that was it. I kinda liked this girl so I'm thinking we might go out again soon. Hopefully I don't open the door and see a 12 gauge shotgun staring back in my face.