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Cece (canyouseemenow) wrote in genome_project,
@ 2011-05-28 17:37:00

Entry tags:

may 2011, mia bailey, sam monroe

Who: Sam and Mia
What: First date!!!
Where: the Monroe house for dinner
When: Backdated to Friday night
Rating: TBD probs PG-13 for language and whatnot?
Status: Incomplete

This was nice. Being sure of something was really nice. In the midst of all the chaos of the past few months, and the fact that he was about to graduate high school looming over his head, Sam was relieved to be feeling like himself again. The fact that he was getting a date with a really pretty girl in the bargain was an added perk, to be sure. He wanted to be sure that their evening went off without a hitch, but he wasn't too stressed about it. His mother had taught him everything he knew about cooking, and while he wasn't nearly as passionate about it as she was, he was passable in the kitchen. He had to be when she worked late nights. He and his older brother had grown sick of canned soup and mac and cheese ages ago. As soon as they were old enough to hold a knife and know better than to hurt themselves, they'd been enrolled in Mrs. Monroe's private cooking school.

But he wasn't making anything fancy. Just a salad of mixed greens, raspberries and goat cheese with some herb-rubbed chicken and pasta in a cream sauce. Alright. So kind of fancy for a high school boy. But it hadn't taken him long to prepare, and by the time the chicken was ready for the broiler, and the sauce was on the back burner with the cover on and the heat off, he had just enough time to run over to the Bailey residence and pick up his date. He brushed off any crumbs, slipped on some sneakers and hurried the short walk (as if anything on the island was a long walk from point A to point B) to pick up Mia. He knocked on the door and stuffed his hands into his jean pockets to keep from fidgeting impatiently.

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in_focus
2011-05-28 11:06 pm UTC (link)

Mia was giddy. Sure, she'd had a date for prom, but that had hardly counted, in her opinion, as a date. Borrowing your parents' credit card to take a girl out to eat with a group of friends and dance a few times just didn't make the cut. She hadn't been on a real date since Tino, and even then, they didn't exactly do much as far as dates were concerned, and he had definitely never cooked for her.

After agonizing over her appearance for a ridiculous amount of time, Mia had only just decided upon her denim skirt (short and cute, not trying too hard) when she heard the knock at the door. One last bit of fidgeting with her hair had her sprinting down the stairs before anyone else could answer it. "I GOT IT!"

She had to take a moment to gather herself and readjust her hair once she reached the door before she pulled it open. "Hi," she breathed, unable to keep back a smile at the sight of him. "I'd ask you in, but, you know, they're busy and stuff." Read: I don't want to get embarrassed, so let's go! "Ready?"

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canyouseemenow
2011-05-28 11:49 pm UTC (link)

Sam's face broke into a grin when she flung open the door. She looked great. "Hi," he replied, "I would've driven over but my car is all weird. It's nice out though." He shrugged sheepishly.

"I'm ready. I kinda left the oven on, but we've got some time." His brother was home if the timer went off. He had enough sense to know what to do if he heard a kitchen timer, after all.

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in_focus
2011-05-28 11:59 pm UTC (link)

Mia was suddenly very glad she had opted for flat sandals over wedges. She could have walked in them, sure, but she wouldn't have enjoyed it very much. "Don't worry. It's fine. A walk sounds nice." And romantic, even if it was for more practical reasons than she liked to attribute it to.

Shouldering her small bag, she stepped outside, shutting the door behind her. "So, what did you cook? Is it something exciting?"

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canyouseemenow
2011-05-29 04:28 am UTC (link)

Sam gestured for her to lead the way toward the street. He kept his hands in his pockets, not really sure what to do with them, especially if he started fidgeting again. "Oh good. Sorry, I've got it all taken apart and stuff right now." The garage was kind of a mess at the moment, to be sure.

"Nah, nothing crazy. Just some salad, and some pasta. No big." He shrugged, already kind of embarrassed he'd pulled out the big guns. Truthfully, they could've gone out. He made a decent amount of money, and didn't have much to spend it on, seeing as he wasn't exactly going off the island for college. But he liked cooking for people, and it would be nice to test it out on someone who wasn't family.

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in_focus
2011-05-29 12:16 pm UTC (link)

The corner of Mia's lips quirked up at the notion of Sam tinkering with his car. She liked the image. Maybe she was silly for it, but she liked when guys did stereotypical guy things, like fixing up their cars or yelling at their TV screen when an intense football game was on. "Sam Monroe,: chef, athlete, mechanic. Is there anything you can't do?"

Mia was, quite frankly, glad to hear he hadn't gone for anything exotic or complicated. It wasn't that she didn't like trying new things, but this was a teenage boy doing the cooking, which meant it tended to be better to err on the cautious side of things. "Sounds nice."

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canyouseemenow
2011-05-29 02:58 pm UTC (link)

"Um... I can't... Play piano?" He offered, there were a great many things he couldn't do. He just couldn't think of them all at the moment. It was much nicer to hear Mia list off his accomplishments anyway. "I should make more tee shirts. That one might be a better advertizement." He teased, giving her a little nudge with his shoulder as they walked.

Inwardly, Sam breathed a sigh of relief. He had been terribly nervous about cooking for her, after she'd offered. Once he'd got going it had been okay, but coming up with a menu that was pretty neutral and easy had been hard. She hadn't mentioned that he absolutely couldn't feed her x, y or z, but the thought that he might screw up had definitely been at the back of his mind. "Yeah? I hope so."

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in_focus
2011-05-29 03:07 pm UTC (link)

Mia let out a laugh. It didn't exactly put a dent in his appeal. Sure, musicians were cute, but Mia was much more likely to run off with the drummer than the keyboard player. "Well, nobody's perfect, are they?" She gave him a nudge in return, smirking slightly to herself. She liked that he was referencing that evening at the party. It meant he wasn't drunk enough for it not to have stuck with him as much as it had her.

"Come on, Sam. I'm not that hard to impress."

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canyouseemenow
2011-05-29 03:30 pm UTC (link)

"Not me anyway." Sam shrugged, "I think it would be kind of boring if we all were." The spice of life would be decidedly bland if everyone was perfect.

"You never know. Everyone eats, but not everyone eats the same stuff." He'd seen enough shows on the travel channel to know that there were plenty of sinister things out there that would never make it to his fork if he had anything to do about it.

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in_focus
2011-05-29 04:05 pm UTC (link)

Mia wouldn't mind being perfect, to be one of those girls with the perfect body, perfect clothes, perfect hair, but she managed to refrain from saying so. "Yeah, for sure."

He had a point. Mia tended not to like much heavy food (namely because it meant it had lots of calories and she was nothing if not a chronic calorie-counter). "Well, I promise to pretend to like it if I don't," she told him with a giggle.

	in_focus 2011-05-30 01:43 pm UTC (link)
	She quirked a brow at his answer. "Yeah? Well, maybe I'll surprise you tonight, then," she said. It didn't look like it would be entirely difficult, honestly. (Reply to this) (Thread)