A second chance is all I'm asking for.

On wednesday about 2 and 1/2 hours into my shift this girl comes up to my counter and checks out. She, I admit, was pretty hot. Hot girl started telling me that she got these blank books because she likes to write. Then she tells me thank you and then leaves. Becca meanwhile was at the other register and listening to the entire conversation. After hot girl left she turns to me and says "John she was talking you up why didn't you talk to her more?" I told her that I had blanked out. See a fact about guys is when they are talking to a really good looking beautiful girl this is probably what comes out of their mouths: gholahbnbd snw hj whdf jadfhfnehoom. In their head they are saying: Hi my name is ______, nice to meet you. After talking to Becca I saw a magazine that was to be sent back. So I went in the back put it in a box and went back up. As I went back up to the front I was given a second chance. With all of the worlds luck, hot girl had came back. I entered the register area and Becca turned to me and with a half smile asked me "do you want to handle this?" I of course said yes trying to hide my happiness. Hot girl had come back to return one of the books because she wouldn't have had enough money to go shopping. So as I am doing the return I am asking her what she likes to write and stuff like that. She tells me she likes to write poetry (that's great becuase I like to write poetry too, No really I do.) and then she told me that she likes to write screenplays and that she has one started. Then she told me that she likes horror movies too. I tell her that I like to write and that last semester at college I took a creative writing class. I told her that I wrote a detective story and a little piece on World War I. She thought that was cool. And then I think I caught her off guard when I asked her out. She looked at me and kind of had a smile on her face, there was a brief pause and then she said yes. Hooah! I gave her my name and cell, and then hot girl gave me her name: Autumn. I told her that was a beautiful name, and she grinned and said thanks. So this sunday I am talking her to the outdoor art center, the one with the huge spoon and cherry. I forgot what it is called. She came up with the idea. She had said that she hasn't been there for a couple years, I told her that I have never been there. She want to go early in the day so i guess we can grab coffee's and/or lunch. wish me luck ;-)