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Strawberry & Chocolate
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Vanessa stood in front of her open closet trying to find the perfect outfit. “Too much coverage, too much cleavage, skirt too short…” She found an excuse for every item as she flipped through them all. It had to be perfect. She had waited for this date with Zac since auditions. They had hit it off the second they met, and she knew that something might happen there. She wanted them to get the parts, not just because this movie would be a lot of fun, but because she wanted to get to know Zac.
After weeks of flirting on set and flirting at the promotions, Zac finally asked her out. Nothing huge, just dinner and a movie. That’s what teenagers did, right? She was nervous, to say the least. Her hands were sweating, and her stomach felt like she had just rode the teacups for hours. She had an hour to get ready; at least her hair was done.
“Ugh!” She yelled, “I have nothing to wear!”
Hearing the yelling, Stella waltzed into her big sister’s room, looked around, walked up to Vanessa and moved her out of the way. Vanessa tried to stop her but before she had a chance, Stella was going through the closet choosing an outfit. A dark denim skirt, pale green tank top, and a white crop jacket – perfect. “How did I not see that? I passed all of those about a hundred times!” She had just got told what to wear by her little sister, how embarrassing.
“What are you so nervous about? It’s just Zac!” Stella said, trying to calm her sister’s nerves.
“I don’t know. I hang out with him and the other guys all the time. Oh well, thanks for helping me, Stel,” she hugged her sister and quickly shooed her out the door. 45 minutes until Zac got there. “Sometimes I wish I could be the boy,” she thought, “Not like they go through all of this…”
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Zac walked out of his bathroom hair perfectly in place, jeans hanging loosely on his waist, allowing his boxers to peek out, with his white with black pinstripe shirt perfectly hugging his chest. He stole a glance in his full length mirror. “That’ll work, I think,” he thought out loud as he gave his hair one last check, picked up his keys and bounced out the front door. He started up the car and backed out of the drive way and headed towards Vanessa’s. The flowers he had picked up earlier were sitting on the passenger seat, white daisies. Zac looked at them, “daisies? What was I thinking? Girls want roses, lots and lots of roses.” He smacked himself in the forehead. He knew there was a flower shop on the way, so he decided to stop to correct his obvious mistake.
He picked out a bouquet of two dozen pink, red, and white roses and took them to the counter. As he reached for his wallet, he found his pocket to be empty. The other pocket? Empty too. “Great!” He apologized to the clerk and ran back to his car. As he drove back to his house, his heart started racing, “I’m going to be late, and I’m stuck with these stupid flowers. V’s gonna hate them. Ladies and gentlemen, first and last date, killed before I even pick the girl up.”
He ran up the stairs, picked up his wallet, and was out the door before his dad could even ask why he was back so soon. It was already 7:01. He should be there already. He peeled out of the driveway and took off. “Only 10 minutes if I speed a little,” Zac said as his foot pressed the accelerator.
Vanessa checked her watch again, 7:03. “He’s not coming. He said he would be here at 7.”
“Nessa, come on now. He could be stuck in traffic. You could at least give him five minutes before you think he’s stood you up.” Her mom tried to calm her nerves, to no avail. She started pacing back and forth, constantly looking at her wrist. She ran to the bathroom every couple of minutes to make sure her lip gloss was still shiny enough and her curls were still in tact.
“Mom!” She yelled, “It’s 7:15. It’s official. He’s not co-” She didn’t get the chance to finish her sentence because the doorbell rang.
Stella bounded past Vanessa and their mom to answer the door. “Hi Zac!”
“Hey Stel! How’s my favorite little sis?”
“Good! So, what are you doing tonight?”
“Going to a movie, wanna come?”
“Mom, can I?” Stella turned to her mom with a giant grin on her face. Vanessa turned at the same time giving her mom the biggest pouted lip.
“Maybe another time, Stella. I think tonight we should just let Zac and Nessa go.”
“Sorry, Zac. You’ll just have to go with Nessa instead.”
“Alright,” Zac gave her a little pouted lip of his own, “but maybe next time.”
Vanessa made her way to the door, wiping her hands on her skirt trying to get the sweat off of them again. “Hi” she said sheepishly as she gave Zac a little hug.
Zac wrapped his arms around her and breathed a sigh of relief. “Good thing I didn’t bring in those flowers,” he thought as they headed to the car. She was walking close to him, and the back of her hand kept touching his. He hoped she couldn’t tell how clammy they were just from that. He opened her car door and as she climbed in, he couldn’t help but stare at how gorgeous she looked. Even in a simple jean skirt, she was breath-taking. He walked around the car and let go of another big breath. Maybe this would be okay.
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Friday night. What was he thinking? It was Friday night and he, Zac Efron, was taking Vanessa Anne Hudgens, to the movies. What was he thinking? They had learned this lesson before, but this time around, he just wanted it to be just him and Vanessa and he desperately just wanted to be a normal teenager for a night. Instead, what they got was being trampled by a mass of fans wanting nothing but autographs. Looking over to Vanessa apologetically, his sorry face was instantly wiped away with a smile when he saw hers glowing. The night had started off perfect, spare the flowers and him forgetting his wallet. Dinner was short and sweet since he already knew Vanessa’s theater candy habits and planned for her to get a box of everything. Smiling widely, Zac forgot for a moment that he was in the middle of an autograph before the little girl tugged at his shirt. “Here ya go, Angela,” Zac said her name and watched as she swooned back to her family standing on the outskirts of the mass. “Hey Van,” Zac called out her name and swam through the mini crowd over to her side.
Vanessa looked up and over at Zac, handing the piece of paper back to another girl in the crowd. “Hey, um…”
“Yeah, so how about ice cream instead of the concession stand?” he offered, stepping one bit closer to her. Vanessa took a deep breath, trying not to get lost into his piercing eyes.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” she smiled and bit her lip, stuffing her fingers into her back pockets and followed his nod back out to the parking lot.
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“One three-scoop strawberry with extra sprinkles for the lady,” Zac announced as he came back and took a seat next to the brunette on top of the picnic table.
“Why thank you kind sir,” she playfully said right back to him, eyeing his chocolate upon chocolate waffle cone. “Hey, where’s my chocolate?”
“Sorry, if that’s a hint for me to give you some of mine, the answer is no. You got all the sprinkles they had,” Zac winked at her, taking a bite out of his cone immediately after.
Vanessa laughed as he looked up at her with the chocolate ice cream on his upper lip. Handing him a napkin that she had gotten earlier, she pressed it to his upper lip and bit equally into hers. They had fallen into a comfortable silence that was full of nerves all the same.
“Hey Van,” Zac paused, remember Ashley’s tip about her nicknames, “uh, can I call you that or…”
“You know, I always use to hate that nickname,” Vanessa confessed to him, still eating on her ice cream, “but yeah, I like when you say it.”
“Sorry about the movies.”
“We both should’ve known better,” she laughed with him. The last time they went to the movies on a Friday was with the whole principal cast and they had gotten the same reaction from the civilian crowd. And this time with it just being the two of them, they definitely should’ve known better. “Ice cream is perfect.”
“Especially when it’s smeared on your face.”
“Wha…” she started, but before she could do anything else, Zac had playfully pressed her own cone into her nose. “Zac! You did not just do that!”
“I did,” he laughed and moved to get up but didn’t succeed. Vanessa caught the back of his shirt and pulled him back just as fast and was greeted with strawberry on his own face. “Okay, I deserved that,” he smiled, wiping a bit off with his finger and tasting it in his mouth. “It’s not that bad.”
“I haven’t tasted the chocolate yet,” she said after regaining a breath from laughing.
Zac looked over at her and stepped around the legs of the table, leaning just a bit closer to her frame. He felt her breath catch in her throat and saw her eyes widen at his gesture. They had been skipping around each other for months, involving all their friends on ‘dates’ and now it was just them and Zac finally felt confident enough to make the ultimate gesture. “Vanessa?”
“Hmmm?” her voice was softer than before.
“Can I kiss you?” he whispered, as they came within two breaths of each other and before she could answer, he pressed his chocolate covered lips to her strawberry ones. Letting his hands run up the side of her arms for a moment, he pulled her closer and deeper into the kiss. A kiss that he was sure he’d been waiting for his whole life.
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The door shut behind her and Vanessa let herself lean back on the white frame, letting out a deep dreamy sigh from her petite body. Gina was the first out of the kitchen at the sounds of the lock being snapped by her eldest daughters’ fingers. Letting a sheepish grin light up her Filipina face, she watched her daughter skip up the stairs happily and no doubt, still reliving the date in her head.
“That Vanessa?” Greg Hudgens called from behind his wife.
“Yea,” she turned back around and patted her husband on the chest, “and not to alarm you, sweetheart, but she’s in love.”
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