All that I Want

Homecoming Proposals

A week has passed since Chase and I had our first date, and not much has changed. Except for the fact that we know the relationship is real now. So, yeah, not much.
Homecoming is in a week and everyone's boyfriends are proposing to them to go to homecoming next Saturday. Everyone that is, except for Chase.
We walk hand in hand down the hallway to lunch and walk past a guy with a big sign asking his girlfriend to kick it at homecoming with a huge soccer ball drawn on it.
"That's so cheesy," Chase whispers, regarding the sign.
"I guess so," I sigh. Cheesy? Yes. Romantic? Also yes. Why doesn't he see that too?
We walk through the lunch line and are given my favorite lunch, cheese filled breadsticks with marinara sauce.
"Wanna sit outside?" Chase asks me after we pay for our lunch.
"Sure," I shrug. Maybe this way we'll get away from the homecoming proposals.
We sit on the concrete and lean against the building, and the cold rough brick seems to dig into my shoulders.
Across the field, a football player is asking his cheerleader girlfriend to go to the homecoming with him with his very own cheer and blow horn.
I scoff and shake my head, no such luck on escaping, I guess.
"Are you okay?" Chase asks gently.
"Fine," I say, not looking up from my lap in fear of seeing more proposals being accepted.
"Are you sure? You've massacred your favorite lunch."
I look at my lunch tray to see he's right. Both breadsticks are torn to bits and scattered across the plate.
"Not hungry." I shrug. I know he knows I'm lying, but I'm not in the mood to try to hide it anymore.
He doesn't say anything else, but I can feel him trying to figure out why I'm irritated. 
"What??" I ask harshly, looking up to see him staring at me.
"Nothing," he holds his hands up in defense.
"I have a headache," I lie. "I'm going to the nurse."
I get up without hesitation and walk back into the building, not waiting for a response from him. As I walk through the cafeteria, all of the chatter seems to be about how perfect and romantic the proposal was and dreamy sighs.
"Complete bullshit," I mutter to myself as I throw my tray in the trash can and continue my walk to the nurses office.
As soon as I get to the nurses office I say, "I have a headache. Can I go home?"
She looks up at me in shock before realization takes over, "is this about Chase?" She asks gently.
"No, I just want to go home," I sigh.
She nods knowingly, as if she knows this is because Chase is still oblivious to the fact that I just really want him to ask me to go to homecoming with him.
"Okay," she nods, "do you have a ride home?"
"No," I shake my head. "The walk will help clear my head."
"If you're sure..." she calls the office and makes up some symptoms for me and allows me to go home.
"Thank you," I say sincerely.
"Of course, dear," she smiles.
I leave the school and sneak out of the front door, away from where Chase and I were sitting earlier.