"Mama, would you please stop messing with my hair?" you asked. You were now sixteen and going on your first real date with Noah.
Your mother was in near tears, "But _________, I feel like you're all grown up."
"I am all grown up!" you whined. "That's why Noah asked me out."
"I feel like you're going to leave me," Anya whimpered. "You're going to get married and…and…wahahahahah!" Off again your mother went crying.
Finally the doorbell rang and you answered it smiling, but what you found wasn't your date…but Nikolai.
"AHHH!" you shouted and hid behind your mother.
"__________," Nikolai said in that creepy voice of his, "are you ready? We are going to get married soon…"
You yelled from behind your mother, "No! No! No!"
"__________," finally a voice you wanted. Peeking out from behind you found Noah with a gun. "How are you?"
Smiling you ran to hug him, "Fine. Where did you get the gun?"
"My big sister gave it to me, she said I better be able to protect you if I'm taking you out on a date" he said giving you a little kiss on the forehead. "Are you ready to go?"
You nodded and took his hand, "Let's go!"
"Noooo!" shouted Nikolai as your mother held him back, "___________! Come back!"
Noah and you ran off to your date, leaving your mother to handle your uncle.
"Y-you look very cute," Noah said trying to make small talk.
Giggling you said, "Well you look very handsome. Where are we going?"
Noah thought for a moment, "A movie maybe…"
Latching yourself onto his arm you smiled, "That sounds good."