Booker and Angelica

This is a random school assignment… Its showing the character trait friendliness. Hahaha. Enjoy!

Booker rubbed his sweaty hands together and nervously glanced around the room. This was the night. It was about seven p.m. They somehow obtained use of the Hilton Hotel's banquet hall for their shindig. The banquet hall over looked a beautiful little brook. The brook was down a slightly rolling hill that was covered in purple violets. He spied her down the hall walking toward the banquet table, and took a deep breath.

"Keep it cool," he thought. He looked around the room again so she would not feel like he was watching her. The hall's decorum was a beautiful rich red. It looked very elegant. As she approached the table, Booker stood up. "A gentleman stands when a girl approaches the table… right?" he asked himself.

"Hey, Angelica! You look… very nice tonight," Booker said a little nervously.

"Thank you, Booker. You look nice too," Angelica replied enthusiastically. She could sense that he was nervous and wanted to make it easier for him.

Booker pulled her chair out for her and returned to his seat. Angelica smiled brightly as their friends began to fill the chairs around them. "It's a beautiful room," Booker stated conversationally.

"Yes it is," Angelica replied. "I love the color motif they used. Red is my very favorite color."

"Really? Red is rather nice, but my favorite is green."

As voices began to fill up the large banquet hall, Booker began to relax. "It won't be so bad," he chanted to himself repeatedly. "So are you getting excited about graduating?" Booker asked Angelica.

"Excited and nervous," she stated. "It is funny to think I'm nearly done with my primary education. It seems like yesterday I was hanging on to my mom's leg as she attempted to drop me off at preschool."

"I know what you mean," Booker agreed. "It's kind of scary to face so many decisions about colleges and careers. Luckily I've got God in the driver's seat," Booker joked laughing.

Angelica nodded in agreement while laughing. "Sometimes I wish I could just go back to being six and start all over again!"

"I completely agree."

"Everything's going fine," Booker thought. "We're laughing and talking and I not acting like a fool."