Luke POV
I dont know if im going to the school dance this evening.
Its too much pressure, and no one asked me.
Im writing in my notebook, my bedroom is messy, just like my hair at the moment.
Thats when my phone rings.
'Michael'
I awnser the call and put it on speaker
'Hello'
'Hiii, can i ask you something Luke?'
'Always'
'Um-. Would you. Um like to go to the school dance with me?'
DID HE JUST!?-
MY JAW DROPS
'Like a date?'
'Yeah, i like you. Luke Hemmings' he says
I start blushing
'Ill walk with you to school, can i come at 6?'
'Yeah. Sounds good'
'Okay, see you then. Love you'
'Love you too'
I hang up
I start jumping
'WHOOHOO'
Oh my god.
'I need make up, a suit!'
I run to my closet.
Should i just....
I grab a black skirt and a white short shirt.
This looks cute.
And red sneaker.
Choker, some make-up.
I smile at myself.
A few hours later, i eat dinner. Tell my mum and dad that i have a date.
They are happy for me, they know that im bi.
Told them when i was 14.
My brothers are supportive too.
I go upstairs, Michael will be here about 30 minutes.
I strip.
Put lace panties on, red socks and a black choker.
The skirt and the short shirt too, it shows my belly button. It looks cute.
I put my hair in a quiff.
Put on some make-up.
I look at myself in the mirror.
Put some braclets on.
Wow. I look stunning!
take a deep breath.
I have a freaking date!
