Going to get pizza with a friend. That was okay. Going to get pizza with someone you hardly knew? Scary. Having that someone be a boy? Holy crap, Britney was nervous as all get out. All that kept running through her head was that she should just not come to the door, because the moment she stepped out of it, she was going to make a huge fool of herself somehow.
She forced herself to step outside though, after constantly making sure everything looked okay. At least she could try and look cute, right? Her heart was beating a mile a minute as she waited. She was nervous and she hadn't even met him yet. Great.
As she saw a guy pulling up on a scooter, she figured that had to be him. Not many people used scooters. When he approached her, she gave him a small, nervous smile. "Britney Masters." She pushed some hair behind her ears and nodded. "As I'll ever be." She took the helmet and put it on her head. "Okay, so... just... hold on to your waist or..." Oh, dear...