>Norman lay on his bed
>he'd been thinking about this
>he'd been wanting this
>but he had a hard time bringing himself to it.
>Norman had few friends and a pretty serious crush on a girl
>after spending a half hour promising Purple he would not abuse the privilege she gave him her number
>the number belonged to Rarity, easily the prettiest girl in school and can be stated, without hyperbole, to be one of the prettiest females Norman had ever seen
>although that may just be due to his own tastes
>he did call her the Aryan Beauty after all
>"I dunno," norman said aloud
>in his mind he ran through it ending badly
>Norman wanted to ask her out on a date
>Nothing major, just a movie or something
>but what if she rejected him and told the whole school?
>"Would she do that?"he wondered
>she was certainly popular, the little miss perfect
>but she was never mean. Maybe fussy but never mean
>in fact she once helped Norman pick up his books after bumping into him and causing him to drop them
>that was what started it all
>"You're already an outcast, you have nothing to lose," he reminded himself
>he picked up his phone, found her in his contacts and called her
 
>each ring made him more anxious until she picked up
"Hello?" A lively voice greeted Norman
>Don't be nervous Norman
"Uh, hi. You may not know me but I am a friend of Pur- Twilight!"
"Oh yes yes yes, Norman isn't it? She told me you would be calling dear."
>she sounded unperturbed by this, happy even
>or maybe just polite
>"oh well, that's great. I was wondering if you would.... Want to see a movie with me?" Norman belted that last part out rather quickly
>"Damn," he thought, "she definitely noticed that you aspie."
"Yes"
>Truthfully, Norman hadn't really thought about what to do if she said yes
>"oh great! Uh, what movie do you want to see?" He asked, trying to seem calmer and cooler
"Well, I have seen nearly every romantic film in town with friends already, and I doubt you want to see any of those. You decide dear"
>"this is certainly a test," Norman realized.
>"well," he felt calmer, "why not the new Marvel movie? It's pretty much designed to please all audiences from what I hear?"
"Oh." She responded
>"Did I screw up?" He thought to himself
>"I've never seen one of those movies," she continued
>trying to salvage his situation Norman quickly took over, "it's not just an action or scifi movie if that is what you're wondering. It's more of a general adventure story."
Hm. Well, okay darling.
>Norman couldn't believe it
 
>"You're sure?"
"Oh certainly, I would love to see that movie with you."
>"with me?!" This is going better than expected Norman thought
>"Wow. Well, I'll pick you up on friday at 5:45 for the 6:15 showing at the theatre in Trotting Square. Does that sound good?"
>He was over the possibility of rejection and felt great
"That sounds great darling. See you then, or earlier at school tomorrow. Do you know where I work? I will be there on friday."
>"downtown, at that boutique right?"
"Correct, but do you know which boutique?"
>"I am pretty sure it is called Carousel?"
"Right you are. You seem to know a lot about me."
>she sounded pretty damn happy over that
>"well, word gets around you know?"
"Of course," she added.
>"See you later."
"Goodbye Norman"
>After Norman was certain she hung up first he did as well
>"Looks like Dad was wrong, God doesn't hate me!" He cheered.
 
>School the next day, Thursday, was uneventful
>Friday on the other hand Norman got a surprise visit from his date while hanging out with Brad at lunch
>Norman was sitting, listening to Brad talk about his guitar in a surprisingly affectionate manner, when he felt a light tapping in his shoulder
>He turned around and say Aryan Beauty and Purple right beside her
>Aryan was smiling warmly, while Purple had a more neutral expression
"Hi Norman, just wondering if he are still on for tonight."
>Norman was not expecting this at all, and sadly, Normans are easily flustered
>"oh of course! Yea, definitely! I-I'll see you tonight Ary-around 5:30!"
>Aryan clasped her hands together, "perfect. See you then," and walked off
>she has a great walk Norman thought to himself. Very elegant and graceful while she walked away
"She has a great ass, lucky you," Brad remarked
>Norman was pretty embarrassed by that, and a little angry
>but not as annoyed as Purple
"Brad," she began
>"fucking hell, I think a lecture is coming on," Norman realized
>Norman got up and interjected, "I just remembered, I gotta do something."
>he started to walk away but Purple stopped him
"Not so fast, I have one thing to say to both of you."
>"Nope, not falling for your definition of 'one thing' this time Purple," Norman thought
>"I understand Purple," he quickly added, "but lunch is almost over and I have hooks to return to the library."
>perfect. I mentioned books, Purple loves books. The perfect lie
"Oh, okay then. Returning books is very important Norman."
>"it sure is Purple." Norman affirmed. Wondering why Brad didn't use the opportunity to leave
>staring over the rather short Purple he saw Brad checking out her ass as well
>"typical"
"What?" Purple asked
>"Nothing, going now."
"next  time don't procrastinate on returning books Norman."
>"okay."
>Purple had actually stopped paying attention to him at that point and was beginning to lecture Brad
>he looked rather uncomfortable. Poor guy.
 
>As much as he hated to admit it. Brad was right.
>Norman spied Rarity talking to some oddly dressed kids before she bent over to get something out of her bag
>Rarity did have a great ass
>she then  pulled out an entire outfit from her bag before sticking it on one of the girls in a single motion before pushing her into the presence of a nearby boy
>and is kind of pushy, Norman thought
>the boy and the girl then embraced after a cartoonishly fast courtship
>and to be honest, Norman thought again, that may be my fetish
>Rarity saw Norman and waved at him
>he waved back before continuing on his way
 
>school ended and Norman went home
>he messed around on his computer for the most part before the fateful hour approached, having told his parents of his plans the night before
>putting in nicer clothes and his recently washed spare beanie
>he went downstairs, grabbed the keys to his dad's camry, said his goodbyes, and left for Aryan's boutique