So. The Big Mo.
Before Steven came, I was gathering everything I could think of that we might need: the cooler of snacks, drinks and games; some blankets; the radio; the beach umbrella; duct tape; a length of rope... Steven arrived while I was still running around gathering. He met Mom and whichever of my siblings were around (just the youngest four, I think... ) and without too much of a delay we got all the stuff packed up into his truck (after first taking out the small grill and leaving it by our garage) and headed off. We stopped for batteries and some Little Caesar's pizza (Mmm, I know a lot of people think Little Caesar's is gross, but I like it.) and hopped on over to York street, which we followed all the way to the Big Mo.
On the way we talked about the Valley of the Sheep, making yummy food, how much we were going to miss each other at school, how BYUI isn't so unbearably cold if you have someone to snuggle with (here Steven fluttered his eyelashes at me and I'm pretty sure my heart missed a beat), how Steven was planning already to transfer down to BYU, and lots of other things, I'm sure. We were so busy talking we missed the Big Mo because there wasn't a line of cars and had to do a U-turn.
Once inside, we set laid out the blankets, coolers, pizza, ukelele, radio, and whatever else we had out in the truck bed and climbed in (turns out we forgot the duct tape underneath the blankets and Steven sat on it, thinking it was a cup holder, the whole night long), ate some pizza, and pulled out Mind Trap. Steven wasted no time in putting his arm around me (WOOHOO!), and I scooted a little closer. While we were playing (well, I was mostly just listening and being amazing by Steven puzzling out the puzzles, because he's brilliant) a news reporter came up and asked if he could take pictures and a quote for his piece on the Big Mo. So we did. (I tried to search for it online, later, but whatever small-town paper he was writing for must not have had a website. Bummer! I should've asked to be emailed the photos or something, that would've been really cool.)
We also started finding shapes in the clouds while we were waiting. We saw dragons, ships, snakes, Pokémon, a baby (when Steven pointed it out I raised my eyebrows a little, thinking 'he's thinking about that already?! Whoa, now!'), a clown, and some cotton balls. When I pointed out the Pokémon that looked like Moltres, I mentioned that my favorite Pokémon were actually the Eevee evolutions and Ninetales, and Steven's were too! He wondered how exactly he'd found me again, and I told him that he hadn't found me, I'd found him, since I was the one who prompted the phone number exchange. Then he told me that he'd actually seen me before, and thought I was so pretty that he wouldn't have a chance.
Silly boy. Wonderful, marvelous Steven.
Once the movies started, we snuggled up and had fun just watching and laughing together. The first movie was Ice Age 4, then intermission, then Spiderman! I thought it was pretty cute the way Steven was geeking out. :D We didn't rush packing up and were just about the last ones out of the Big Mo, getting back to my house in the wee early hours of the morning. We kept talking about all sorts of things, like stars, simplicity, trust... and when we pulled up to the house, we still just sat there, talking. And I was sitting on the edge of my seat, knowing that I had to get out, but I really didn't want to get out, and over the course of the night I'd started to really want to kiss Steven. Sitting there, looking at Steven, and thinking to myself that since it hadn't happened already it wasn't going to happen on this date, when all of a sudden Steven sees me looking as asks "What??" I was a little startled, I hadn't realized what the expression on my face must look like, and so I gave the first answer that came to mind, a very shy, slightly embarrassed, "Nothing..." But Steven, being a wonderfully observant man, took a moment and then replied, "Would you like a goodnight kiss?" and I said, in an even higher voice than before, "Yeah?" So, I leaned in.. and kissed his chin. OOPS. I leaned back, slightly panicked. What had just happened and what do I do NOW? Happily, Steven said something along the lines of 'now hang on, let's do this right' and really kissed me. Ahhh, bliss. (I found out later Steven had meant a peck on the cheek when he had offered the goodnight kiss, but thank goodness he's flexible!)
After we'd kissed, Steven and I started talking again. (Which is something that I haven't ever really been able to do with anyone before, just talk and talk about anything and everything openly and freely) And Steven told me I'd inspired him, and by that point I was a goner. The romantic in me was swooning, and I was smitten. After another few minutes about talking, we got out of the car, snapped a quick picture together, and carried all of the stuff inside. We forgot, however, to put the small grill back in Steven's truck. One more kiss, we said our goodnights, and Steven drove away.
I was pretty tired, and once I got back inside, I floated to the couch or my bed or somewhere and thought happily of the pool party and seeing Steven again in the morning, and feel into sweet dreams and a deep sleep.
To be continued! :)
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