The date is September 12th 2019.
And today I am going to ask Spencer to the dance.
Spencer is a girl.
Actually they're not.
Spencer goes by they/it pronouns but they were born a female.
I think it's really cool that they changed to make themself more comfortable.
Kristen doesn't think it's cool.
She's not homophobic.
She just doesn't understand.
But she's learning. She is trying to learn.
That's more than I can say for Dylan.
Anyways; I've had a crush on Spencer since we were freshmen.
We are currently in our junior year.
Spencer has blue hair. As of two days ago.
Spencer has brown eyes. They're the prettiest ones I've ever seen.
Spencer always wears the same dark green Converse. I've never seen them wear anything different. Even when they were supposed to wear black ones for their band performance.
I'm not saying I'm in love with Spencer. But I don't think I could go through my day without seeing them.
Spencer.
Spencer.
The Spencer I want to be mine.
...

When me and Luke get to school Spencer is at their locker. Alone.
Luke told me it was the perfect time to ask them to the dance.
I said no.
Luke asked what was the worst thing that could happen.
My brain took that as a challenge and began listing off everything that could happen.
But in the end I was most scared of Spencer saying no.
Luke told me if I didn't ask them she would.
Easy for Luke to say. Everyone loves her.
Luke is the kind of girl who all the new kids talk to. And they always click before the period is over.
I don't know how I'm still friends with her.
No matter how many friends she gets, she always makes time for me.
Maybe I should ask Luke to the dance instead.
Before my mind could think of what to say Luke was laughing and pushing me over to Spencer.
Spencer looks at me walking towards them.
They close their locker.
Put on their backpack.
And starts walking.
Towards me.

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