by Ashley Lemus

Created on: February 10, 2009   Last Updated: February 14, 2009

It seemed silly, but she was nervous. It was not her first Valentine's Day with a serious boyfriend, but it was her first with a white boyfriend. She had never dated such a man before, her parents had very firmly taught her that such things were more trouble than they were worth. It had been a whim seven months ago that had made her agree to date the man who had chased after her for two years.

She paced back and forth across her bedroom, unable to sit still. The sky was splayed with orange and vivid pink, coming to a close. He would be here in less than ten minutes once he got off work. She drew in a breath and her pacing sped up. She resisted the urge to shove her hand through her hair since it was done in a careful, elegant loose bun at the nape of her neck.

Her hair passed as black, but it was really just a very dark chocolate brown. Her eyes were a vivid green, pure and simple. She had never thought she was anything special. She was tall, about five foot ten. Lucky for her it was mostly leg. Her skin was a few shades dark of caramel. She had dressed in a slinky dark green dress with thin straps and that left her back bare. It matched her eyes, bringing them out.

"Maridia, calm down." Her gaze darted over to her best friend who was sitting on the edge of her bed, flipping through some random beauty magazine. Maridia had driven herself nuts trying to get ready for tonight. Normally she was not much on dressing up and make-up. Which made Orin's interest in her all the more confusing in her opinion.

"I'll be fine, Brenda." Maridia muttered as she paced. Her high heels were waiting by the door for her to slide on the moment he knocked on the door. She glanced at the clock on her beside table; less than five minutes left.

Why had she agreed to this? Valentine's Day was a couples day, were they really a couple? She had not even introduced him to her parents yet. Or even told them she was dating at all! And worse, Orin was so understanding about it. That made her feel ten times worse.

"Maridia, sit down before you pass out." Brenda laughed, shaking her blond head. "You're going to make yourself a bundle of nerves for no reason."

"No reason?" Maridia opened her mouth to refute what had just been said, only to hear a light knock at the door. She felt the color drain from her face as she snagged her shoes, managing to get the little straps into place, hopping on one foot as she got to the door. She dusted out her skirt and opened it with a smile.

"You're nervous." She hated

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