Bubble Pop Electric | Timothy Klitz

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Chapter twelve
The Prom Pep Rally
Penny's POV:
Spring. It was spring now. After the pool party at Oceana's our little friend group seemed to get closer. Chase eventually forgot about me the following months but would still look at me every once in a while. The crush I had on Klitz seemed to get stronger as time went on. It seemed like every other night I was humping my pillow to the thought of him. And our friend group had some amazing news in the last couple of weeks. Klitz had gotten into Yale. He could basically fail the rest of the year and still end up at Yale. I hadn't gotten my acceptance letter to Yale yet. In fact, I hadn't gotten a letter from them at all. Klitz had got his two weeks ago and Matt got his Georgetown letter a week ago. I'd never tell the tripod but I had been unbelievably stressed and had definitely cried myself to sleep because I hadn't gotten a letter yet. In other news, Matt had succeeded in getting the school to raise money so Samnang could come over from Cambodia as a foreign exchange student. Matt was definitely proud of that. "Did you get your letter?" Eli asked me. I shook my head and said "did you?" Eli sighed deeply and said "no. I don't know what I did wrong. I mean, I submitted a good film. Why don't they want me?" "I'm sure you'll get your letter soon, Eli." I said to him. "You deserve to go Yale, Pen. You're so smart. They'd be stupid to reject you. I could never make it in a college like that. Even though I wanna go to film school, I don't have the brains for Georgetown or Yale." Eli propped his head up with his hand as he finished talking. I frowned at him and looked down at my lap. Eli and I were the first to arrive at the diner. It was one of our usual hangout spots. Klitz had stayed after school for extra credit and Matt was working on his stupid speech he hadn't finished yet. For Matt to get the scholarship he wanted, he needed to have a speech on moral fiber. It was basically a scholarship for moral fiber. "When did you guys get here?" Matt said. "A couple of minutes ago. Why?" I said. He shrugged and said "I didn't want to keep you guys waiting." I nodded and the waitress came over. She had to be a little bit older than us. Probably a couple of years. At the oldest she was twenty one or twenty two. "Can I get you guys started on something to drink?" She asked. Eli looked up at her and his eyes slightly went wide. She was slim with long blonde hair. Her makeup was done to perfection and her red nails contrasted perfectly with her skin. Her tits barely fit in the tight diner's uniform she wore, the skirt flowing out around her hips. "A vanilla shake." Eli squeaked. She wrote it down on her notepad and then turned to Matt and I. "I'll have  a chocolate shake." She nodded at me and then awaited Matt. "Uh, cookies and cream." "I'll be right back with those." She then walked away from the table. "Dude." Eli began. Matt rolled his eyes and said "I know." I pulled out my phone and scrolled through Twitter a bit before putting it away. Lizzie and Oceana came in and Lizzie said "this booth is too small." "We can sit at the bigger one." Matt said as he pointed at the corner. We then moved to the booth in the corner. Eli was on the inside while I was on the outside of him. Lizzie and Oceana were on the inside as well. "Where's clitorus?" Lizzie asked with a laugh. Oceana stifled a giggle and I said "I have no idea. It doesn't take this long to get extra credit." Matt quirked an eyebrow brow and our waitress brought our shakes and Klitz finally arrived. "It's about time, Klitz!" Eli said. Klitz sighed and said "I know. I'm sorry." "And what would you like to drink?" The waitress asked Klitz. Like Eli, Klitz's eyes bulged out of his head and he said "uh, a strawberry shake." "You got it. And when you guys decide on food. Let me know." Her name tag read 'Denise.' Klitz sat down next to me, causing me to scoot inside the booth next to Eli. Eli sat up, leaning over me to Klitz. "She's hot, right?" Klitz looked at Eli and shrugged. "I guess." "Don't be modest, Klitz. Just say you think she's hot." Klitz didn't answer Eli as he took off his glasses to rub his eyes. I tuned everyone out as I thought about my letter to Yale. I was now going to have to find a new college to go to. And it was getting later and later. What school would even accept my application this late? I was screwed. Klitz was going to go to Yale and leave me behind. It'd just be me and Eli while our friends got to go to college and start their lives. "Pen?" Klitz's voice said softly. I blinked and didn't answer. "Pen Pen." My eyes flickered to look at him and he said "are you ok?" I gave him a half smile. "I'm fine. Just overthinking things about school." Klitz nodded and said "I know school is kind of rough right now. Just know that...you can talk to me." I took a sip of my milkshake to hide the nervous facial expression that was going to be etched onto my face. "I know. It's mostly just that essay for English. Other than that school is ok." I said in a nonchalant tone. "I can help you. With the essay." "Klitz, English isn't your forte." I said with a slight giggle. He clicked his tongue and said "you're right. But, you're my best friend and I don't want you stressed out. You're my Pen Pen." Klitz had started calling me that in the last couple of months. Weirdly it seemed like the whole skinny dipping at Oceana's thing brought him and I closer. "I'm not stressed, Klitzy." I hated lying to him but I couldn't possibly bring him down with my misfortunes. Denise came back and took our orders since Matt called her back over. I never strayed from the same thing I got which was either a hamburger and fries or chicken fingers and fries. Klitz went with a hamburger and Eli did the same. I decided on chicken fingers along with Oceana and Lizzie. Matt got a grilled cheese sandwich. Prom was next week and I was really looking forward to it. I was hoping Klitz would ask me but it most likely wouldn't happen. I'd probably end up going alone or not at all. I didn't really want to go with anyone other than Klitz. The six of us hanging out at the diner started to become a regular occurrence since we barely saw anyone from school there.