Just got finished with Homecoming. I officially count that as my first date (The only other thing that could be considered was us meeting up at a star wars movie night at the school, on Thursday.) I hate to admit that she had to drive, since I have done nothing to even get my permit. Although, to make things less damaging to my gentlemanly pride, when she first arrived, my parents welcomed her in and told her that I was upstairs getting ready, when, in reality, I had gone out back and made my way to the front door, to knock and properly be introduced. We arrived when it started at 8:00. We had fun. The gym was impressively decorated. The tables had pineapples surrounded by frooties as centerpieces (we spent some time with another couple making towers and pictures.) We waltzed, cha-cha'd, and afterwards simply danced and mingled. Afterwards, at about 9:30, we went back to my house for ice cream (we dined at a table cutely set up to look fancy). We would have stayed at the dance longer, but she had to be back at her house by 10:00, which was even more of a shame, since we were hoping, but never got, to see our friend (the one who I first asked out). She told my date that she was going to be wearing some pink Barbie-like high heels and a white dress. After the ice cream, I showed her my For River music box. Then I escorted her to her car and she left. Throughout it all, I made sure to be a gentleman and a proper escort. I'm happy. I'll post pictures later. Time for some Shadow of Mordor.