Chance

Chapter 5 - Like The Galaxy's Edge

Adam Andrew Brown

In my daze, I think I asked Sylver out. Why did I ask her out? She's nothing but trouble.

She calls me a dork and a nerd but I don't think she does so playfully. Last night, she told me that we do not belong to the same social standing. I thought she was talking about us being rich and poor. I know that now she is even more richer since all of her mother's wealth is legally her's but I couldn't really care less.

It really irritates me that she does these things. I'm not after her money. It wouldn't matter to me if she was a hobo or if she's dripping in Prada. I really hope she knows that. I always feel like her charity case.

But she said she liked me. She implied that she cannot afford to be seen with me in public. Then I told her that I liked her back. And that I meant to kiss her back. And I asked her out.

Maybe I wanted her to bring me trouble.

Maybe she was my favourite wrong.

Maybe she was my favourite redflag.

Maybe she was my favourite nightmare.

All I knew was, I wanted to take Sylver out and show her a good time. Maybe she'll let me kiss her again. Damn, I wish she does.

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Sylver Allynsha Armtrong

Life was starting to look up again. Adam understood the fact that I couldn't be seen with him. He gets me. If two negatives make a positive and two positives make a positive, why did it feel like my two positives were going to be a negative? Something didn't feel right about Adam's expression last night. It was like he didn't want to bear me. It was like he didn't want to be there. But I was deeply in like with him, could he see that?

I was going to give up on writing. It sucked. I was rubbish at it.

Adam Brown asked me out. I cried. I'm such an idiot. I can't believe I told him that I couldn't be seen with him. I practically have the word idiot written on my forehead.

My phone buzzed. It was a text from Adam Brown.

Hey, you. Last night was something, right? :3

I smiled softly.

Adam Brown, I'm in like with you. What shall we do now?

You could try to study for finals.

You're a buzzkill, babe. Have I ever told you that? :P

There's always a first time for everything, smelly.

You're a dick.

You "like" me. :*

I sat up straight. I smiled to myself. This guy was really something.

So where are you taking me?

Where will I take you? o.O

You asked me out, remember? :/

I did? :O

Adam Brown. :/

I'm kidding, smelly. It's a surprise. Are you free Friday night?

It was Wednesday. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.

Yeah I'm free.

Cool. I'll pick you up at seven. Wear something casual. ;)

Looking forward to it. :D

I lay down with my phone in my hands and with my eyes closed. A big goofy grin was plastered on my face. We'e going out. He's going to take me out. But wait.

What if somebody sees us? Oh god. I have to cancel. I need to cancel. But I can't see him like that again. Maybe I have to rely on faith.

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Adam Andrew Smith

If she didn't want to be seen with me, fine. I can respect that. But I had to blow her mind if I was going to be her boyfriend. So I decided to nerd out on this date and make it a night she'll never forget.

Thursday was a school holiday for some unimportant reason, so I didn't see her. I was okay with though. It'd be fun when I show up on her doorstep and take her to one of the best dates ever.

-Friday-

Friday took forever to come. But it did, nonetheless. I texted Sylver at around 6.30 to get ready for a nice night. She had no idea.

I wore my best jeans with a sky blue button up. I took my leather jacket which I popped on, on rare occasions where the true punk in me came out. Man, was she in for a treat.

I drove up to her house in my navy blue CRV. I walked towards her huge door and rang the doorbell. I head the echo of it. It really was a big house. Stella opened the door and let me in. She told me to wait for Sylver in their waiting room. Yeah, she had a fucking waiting room.

I waited for about five minutes. Then I saw her.

Now, there was something about the way she looked tonight that wasn't exactly beauitful. But it was at the same time. She looked like moonshine on a dark night. She looked like the galaxy's edge. I couldn't help but stare.

She saw me and hurried down. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Adam Brown," she said. "You look like an Arctic Monkeys song, Sylver," I managed. "That's quite the compliment. Thank you. You look great too," she said smiling.

She was wearing a navy blue skirt that went down right above her knees. On top she had on a gray tank top that read, "#TeamInternet" and she covered herself with a well, a leather jacket. She topped it off with her chocolate brown hair down and with a tiny bit of mascara and demin Converse low tops. She looked like Arabella. She was my Arabella.

She walked to me. I could smell her strawberry perfume. It was heavenly. "So where are you taking me?" she said looking up at me. I handed her the flowers I had got for her along with the envelope.

"What's this?" she said to herself. She opned the envelope to find two tickects to Green Day. She looked up at me with wide eyes. "You didn't," she said. I smiled. She leaped and attacked me with a hug. I trembled over and fell. She started to laugh in happiness and in shock. "What are we still doing here? Let's fucking go!" she exclaimed.

I was happy that she was happy. But I was happier that we had the same taste in music.

I was happy that she worshipped punk rock as I.

I was happy that she looked like Arabella that night.

I was happy about a lot of things that night. But mostly because I knew I didn't make a mistake by asking her out.

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I'm really tired today, hence the tiny rubbish chapter. I promise there will be a more fun chapter tomorrow. :)

-whynotcake