You cross your fingers, ask for blessings.
You think that you know her, what her likings are, what is expected of her but there is still a seed of doubt in your mind which is consuming you, feeding off your confidence.
Moments before it begin you could feel the butterflies in your belly, you are excited.
You can't wait to sit across her and give it your best shot. Your future relies on it. You are wearing your lucky jeans, it had always worked till now and you expect it to work this time too. You are replaying the whole thing in your head, going through every detail.
You are looking for what you have expected all along. Even though there might be some blissful moments, you still question yourself, is it real or am I being tricked?