Traveling down a hallway, Anya tried not to think about prom on Saturday. I wish I wasn't so conflicted about what to do! It's still Wednesday though, so I have some time... She opened the door to her next class and immediately locked eyes with Damian. Why do I keep looking at him? Anya turned down her slightly pinkened face and walked to her seat.
The teacher held everyone's attention. "Until next Wednesday, you all will be doing a collaborative project with one other person on the topic we will go over."
Excitement and chatter filled the room.
"And I have chosen who will be partners. Don't worry, they were randomly selected." She smiled with no sense of sarcasm.
Everyone groaned and mumbled.
Seriously? Okay then... Anya played with her pencil. Her ears perked up only when she heard her name.
". . .Anya Forger and Damian Desmond, Louis White and. . ."
Wait what!? Anya froze. She was hesitant to look to the right behind her. What does Damian think? She turned around slowly to see Damian seeming the same as ever. His brown eyes that melted into a lighter, sunlit honey color were striking yet soft. He stared nonchalantly ahead. I have to work with her? Oh boy... Only when she turned back around did Damian look at her. Anya gulped. Great.
Trying to avoid the loud thoughts of everyone around her and focus on her own, Anya couldn't hear Damian's thoughts. He panicked internally. She looked at me, right? Why is my heart racing so fast right now!?
For the last few minutes of class, the teacher instructed the students to talk with their partner. Anya walked to Damian and sat beside him. She could hear him shout "Why why why-" in his mind.
"Are you okay?"
Damian's face became hot. He spoke quickly with a false sense of confidence, "Of course I am! Why do you ask? Uh, anyway, the project–""Oh, yeah. Does tonight at 3:45 sound good? How about meeting at the library?"
"Oh, I can do that. That sounds good–""Alright, bye." Anya sped away, hiding a blushing face. Why has he been making me so nervous recently?
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3:45 came sooner than expected for Anya. She stepped into the library with a tote bag. Damian was already at a table. Noticing her, he awkwardly half-smiled and waved for a second before quickly looking down at the paper on the table. Anya's heart skipped a beat. No, he doesn't like me like that! Actually, I don't even know if he likes me at all... I need to get a grip and get this over with.
She made her way over and slid the tote bag on the table. From the bag, she grabbed two chocolate chip muffins.
"Are those for me?" Damian teased.
"One is." She placed a muffin in front of him to his astonishment. "I made them this morning, so..."
"Thanks," he mumbled. Why is she being so nice to me? When I did nothing good for her...
Anya smiled. She knew of Damian's familial background and his notorious personality. She knew he was known for his unpleasantness and self-centeredness, but whenever she'd pass by him in the hallway, she could hear his real thoughts. She didn't mean to listen as many times as she did, but she heard them. He was putting on a mask. Deep down, he was stressed and pressured.
Anya believed he just needed a little unconditional love, even if it wasn't romantic love.
"We can eat them while we work on the project!" Anya's eyes lit up.
Damian turned his face to the side. Why is she so cute? Anya glanced in the direction he was looking. Who is he talking about? Maybe it's that girl with the short blonde hair. Or maybe that girl with the black pigtails.
"What are you scanning for?" Damian smirked at Anya.
"Um, nothing."
Damian took a bite out of the muffin. He mumbled, "It's good..."
"What was that?" Anya did her signature grin."I said it's good! Ok?" Damian's face reddened and Anya laughed.
Author: Hi! I'm sorry for being gone for so long. But to you who is reading and is interested in my story: Thank you for being here!
I'll be more consistent from now on. (or at least ill try) I'm writing this story because I have a lot of original story ideas, but I've never finished one before. (really ive written like one chapter for all of them lol) So I thought I'd write this story to prove to myself that I can finish one.
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The Jealous Prom Date (A Damianya Story)
FanfictionWith prom coming up at Eden Academy, Anya somehow manages to find a prom date that isn't Damian. While trying to hide her feelings for Damian, she doesn't realize that he might feel the same way... CREDITS TO @knmoca ON TWITTER FOR THE ART!!! 💞