Worse Date Ever

Back in college she was the girl of my dreams. Whenever she walked past me I couldn’t help but feel something in me move to the sounds her shoes made as she went past me. How I managed to get her attention still this day I can’t really recall but all of a sudden she had her eyes on me.
She always walked with this clique of friends and I wasn’t that mature in boldness to meet with er everytime, but I often tried stopping her whenever class ended. One day I asked if she would mind spending the evening with me at this new diner in town. She accepted. I spent the entire night that day thinking about how I was goign to tell her about my feelings for her and also I imagined myself kissing her.
Saturday came around. I borrowed my father’s car and drove over to her place to pick her up. I made myself arrive there a few minutes late so as not to seem anxious … especailly as for no reason whatsoever I was starting to feel a little queasy and slight rumbling coming off from my stomach.
I got to her place in time and she already figured I wasn’t going to show up. We drove off to the diner and I got us some snacks while we sat in the car chatting off. My queasiness was still coming on to me and I couldn’t stem it down. Finally the time came for me to tell her my feelings. I turned to look at her and she turned to look at me too. I whispered her name; she whispered mine as well. Our faces inched closer to each other … and that was when it happened.
My mouth came open and I vomitted all over her dress. I can’t tell you the kind of evil eyes she gave me and no amount of apology could get rid of it. She told me to take her back home and I did. After that night, she never spoke to me again.