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promposal

HA you thought this was gonna be a regular promposal NOPE

michaels pov
promposals left and right as i walked down the hallway, not literally of course. i sighed as i made my way to my locker, only to find a couple making out in front of it.

i'll just get my stuff later. i think to myself as i turn around and head to my next class. i open the door to the science lab only to be rushed out by some people planning a promposal, muttering something about how i'm "not kaylee."

i huff and slide to the floor, slumped against the wall and waited for this so-called "kaylee" to show up, so i can get to class.

from all this already, you may think i don't like prom, i mean, i would be excited if i actually had someone to go with. even just as friends.

but the thing is, i'm a fucking junior in high school and i still don't have any friends. this fucking sucks.

now, you may be asking, "michael, is there anyone you want to go to prom with?" i don't know who's asking that though because this is inside my head but yes, mysterious voice, there is someone i want to go to prom with.

my thoughts were interrupted by two girls approaching the science room, one ushering the other quickly and excitedly. another girl came up to them and asked, "what's going on?"

the other one whispered, "nicks got a promposal all planned out for kaylee, she's gonna freak out."

the girl who asked what happened walked away leaving the two other girls to walk into the science room.

all i heard from the hallway was that kaylee said yes, and someone else asked "shelby" out and then they went into the hallway talking about how "you happened and turned my life around entirely".

that's when someone sat next to me on the floor, jeremy heere, the most popular kid in school. "that was weird, right?" he laughed.

"mhmm." i hummed und response. "why are you sitting next to me?"

"oh... well i just thought—"

"lemme rephrase that. you're the most popular kid in school, you used to bully me, and you don't even have this class with me. why are you sitting next to me?" i question, a little afraid that i'll get punched in the face.

he sighs and turns to me, "i'll just go, sorry."

he gets up and walks down the hallway. why did i have to fall for him. he used to beat the shit out of me, but it was only cause his friends made him do it.

maybe he's not all that bad. he's still straight though.

i stand up and walk into the science room finally and sit down in my seat, scrolling mindlessly through my phone.

jake enters the room and looks straight (pan) at me. i headcanon jake as pansexual akfjwkdk

"i was told to give this to you and not tell you who it's from." jake says, handing me a paper heart folded in half.

i look at him confused but he just shrugs and sits down in his assigned seat. the bell rings and i stuck the heart into my hoodie pocket, waiting to read it.

~time squip~

as soon as class was over, i rushed into the bathroom and hid in a stall, taking out the paper heart and opening it, hesitantly.

"dear michael,

this is awkward, heh, but meet me outside the music room entrance at the end of school <3

love, your secret admirer i guess? if that's what i should call myself"

"ok this has to be some kind of joke." i mutter to myself. i grab my backpack and head to class only to realize school fucking ENDED ALREADY. i completely forgot that science was my last class.

"fuck fuck fuck fuck." i repeat, running to the music room as fast as i can. i'm 9 minutes late, shit. i need to see what this letter is about.

i get there, panting because i'm out of shape and lean against the wall, slumping to the floor.

"michael?"

i look up to see none other than jeremy heere, looking at me worriedly.

"what?" i snapped.

"are you ok?"

"yea, just out of shape is all." i say, standing up fully.

"so listen, i know i did some fucked up things in the past but i'm ready to put those aside and become friends? maybe go to the prom together?" he questioned hopefully.

"are you serious? you used to bully me! i had so many panic attacks over you and for what? for you to suddenly turn around and like me back all of a sudden. jeremy, i like you, a lot, but i don't know if i can go to the prom with you after everything you've done to me." i sigh.

"b-but that was all my friends, they told me to do it-"

"and you didn't just say no?" i questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"they're the only friends that i have and they've changed, i swear!" he argues desperately.

"jeremy... god, i can't believe i'm actually rejecting you after liking you for forever but no, i can't go to the prom with you, at least not until you get your shit together and maybe, i don't know, apologize? i know in the beginning you said you were ready to put that stuff behind you or whatever but that wasn't really an apology. see ya later, jere." i finish, walking away and exiting the building.

he looked heartbroken but i could tell i did the right thing for myself.

y'all want a part two?