Chapter 8: Sunshine Yellow

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"The spring dance is coming up

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"The spring dance is coming up." Brayden says as me him and Kai and Oliver are all together. We all nod.

"Who do plan on asking?" Oliver asks.

"You can't freak out dude." He smirks and Kai looks at him with a glare knowing what he was about to say. Oliver and I look curiously at him.

"Quinn!." He says, my eyes widen and Oliver's almost see red it looks like.

"The fuck? You aren't going out with my sister." He shouts at him.

"Seriously? You let her and Milo be together all the time." Brayden yells.

"I actually trust Milo! You're a fucking asshole. You're just as bad as Theo!" Oliver yells.

"So whatever."

"If you fucking ask my sister your dead, understood?" He says threatening.

Brayden shakes his head with a smirk and walks off.

I start to think about how I want to ask her... but would Oliver react the same. "I know it's not a good time but I want to talk about something."

"Go on."

"What if.. I asked Quinn...?"

He almost loooks angry but relaxes. "I'd let you" he sighs.

"For real?" Kai asks just as surprised as me.

"Look, you're not an f-boy, you wouldn't break my baby sister's heart. You've known her long enough for me to know you wouldn't do that."

"But, If you do I all kill you, even if you're my best friend." He says all jokingly but I know he's being serious.

"I know, I know..." I chuckle lowly.

I glance over at Kai who's just standing there in shock.

"You said 'no' to Braiden, but yes to him... damn Braiden's going to be pissed" Kai laughs.

"He's going to be pissed because Quinn's more likely to say yes to Milo." Oliver says, "Quinn doesn't even like Braiden, he makes her uncomfortable," Oliver continues.

" Oliver says, "Quinn doesn't even like Braiden, he makes her uncomfortable," Oliver continues

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Okay.. so it's been a few days since I talked to Oliver about asking Quinn out... and I have no fucking idea how to ask her. I have an awful feeling she'll say 'no' and God.. I can't accept that.

How do I even ask her? Flowers? A poster? I'm panicking for no reason! I'm going insane!

It really shouldn't be hard, but I don't know what to do or how to ask. I'm acting like this is some engagement proposal... it's not. So I need to calm down. I'm stressing.

Long story short, I settled for flowers and chocolate

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Long story short, I settled for flowers and chocolate. I have her favorite chocolate and some roses, she loves roses, ever since we were little she always had said roses are her favorite. I texted Oliver to see if he's home, he's not, so it's just me and Quinn.. once I get there.

I driver to her house while thinking how to ask her, I'm still freaking the fuck out.

I pull into the driveway and grab the flowers and chocolates and walk up to the door. I stand there deciding if I should get in my car and drive away or suck it up and ask her.

I ring the doorbell waiting for her to open.. I swear I'm sweating. I'm nervous to ask someone to a dance... someone over known my whole life!

She opens the door and looks down at the flowers in my hand and the chocolates and looks back at me, "Milo?" She looks at me confused.

"Quinn, will you go to the dance with me... please?" I ask trying not to sound nervous but I know damn well I do.

She gives me a little smile, "of course." She wraps her arms around my neck hugging me and mine go around her waist.

"I got you flowers and chocolate." I smile and hand it to her, she smiles back taking it.

"Thank you Mil."

"Do you have an outfit already picked out?" I ask her and she looks back up at me. "No. Ayla tried to get me to buy one but I wasn't sure if I was going.. but now since I am we can pick a color and we can match!" She smiles.

"What color would you like to do?" She shrugs, "do you have any ideas?"

"A pastel yellow" she looks at me confused, "why so specific?"

"Because, your name is sunshine... and when I think of the sunshine I think of pastel yellow."

She smiles, "pastel yellow it is then!"

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