𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆

Chapter 10: The Dance

I groaned, my parents were probably at work right now, and I didn't doubt that Velvet went somewhere with her friends. So that just leaves me to get the door.

Great.

I get up and walk down to the kitchen, then I open the door to see Ritz standing in front of me.

"Uhhh... hi." Was all I said. That's when I remembered that we'ed made plans to hang out and do homework. Shit.

"Hey. Um, can I come in?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah! Sorry I forgot about today's plans." I say. "I was really tierd yesterday and um... yeah."

He shrugs. "Eh, I get it. You should probably change though..." He nodded at me.

Me, wearing pajama shorts.

And no shirt.

Goddammit.

"OH! Right, uh..." My long arms curve around my chest and he laughs.

"Yeah." He says. "I'll wait out here."

I quickly run up the steps and into my room.

I changed as fast as I could before going back downstairs to tell Ritz that everything's good.

After that we spend the rest of the afternoon trying to solve PIE in my room.

It was... boring.

Oh, and I found ANOTHER thing Ritz is good at. School apperently.

He explained the meaning and stuff-I'm not going into details 'cause I'm honestly still confused-and we move onto ELA. Which was less confusing.

When we finished that we did science, cemestery, social studies, FACS, and choir. Yes, choir, the assignment was that we had to write a song which I hoped to get an A on. I may or may not have just used one of the songs I've already written. It was called "Watch Me Work".

Ritz, however, just stared at the paper in front of him, biting his lip.

"What'cha thinkin'?" I asked.

"That I have no idea how to do this." He said.

"You sure? If you ask me, you might as well know everything." I say.

"Pfft. I don't know everything." He laughed.

"Really? What are your grades?" I asked.

"All A's, well except for math. I have a B in that class." He says.

"Point proven. Ritz, you are smarter then I thought." I said.

He blushed, which was cute. "Please. What are your grades?"

"Half B's and half C's." I say.

"Oh." He says. "That's not bad."

"Yeah. Or- well- I DO have an A in art but I mean... it's art." I shrugged.

"Yeah..." He murmered, looking back down at the paper in front of him.

"Here, if you're really so confused, use this one." I got up and went to my nightstand, which had all my songs in it. I grab a few stapeled together papers and close the drewer. I walk back over to him and handed him the song.

"Why would I use yours?" He asks.

I shrug. "So you have something to turn in."

"But..." He stared at the paper. "But it's yours."

"Ah c'mon Ritz, I have like twenty others." I laughed. "Plus, I still have the file saved so I can always reprint it out."

"You're sure?" He asks.

"YES! Just use it! It's not a big deal." I laugh, I put my hand on his shoulder and give him a little shake.

"Okay then." He put it with the small stack of papers next to him, then stuffed it all in his bag.

"Well, I guess we finished that." I laugh.

"Do you wanna go get ice cream or something. It's pretty hot out." He laughs.

"Well that's 'cause I'm here!" I joke.

He bursts into laughter. "You're not wrong." He said, then blushed.

We just stared at each other in complete and total shock. Oh my God did he seriously just say that?!!! Is he joking or...?

"Um, sure." I said, standing up. "I could go for some chocolate."

"Heh, yeah." He muttered.

So that's what we did, chocolate ice cream for the both of us!

Afterward, we ended up just talking. And somehow we got into conversation about cheese? Yeah I don't know how.

Then around three PM he went home, and I was left sitting on my bed.

-Thursday next week at the dance-

I was hanging out with Ritz, his friend Sally, Velvet, Orchid, and Morty. Who was for some reason ranting about eggs being a breakfast food only?????

"I just don't get it." She was saying. "Why only breakfast? I mean you can put bacon or sausage on a sandwhich, but the minute theres an egg on it it's now a breakfast food. LIKE WHAT?!"

How did we even get into this conversation?

Velvet groaned. "I. Am. So. BORED!!!!"

"Facts sis." I say.

"Yah know, I'm bored too. Let's leave." Sally suggests.

"Agreed." I say.

"Oh thank you!" Ritz says. "C'mon. We can go to my house."

"Alright. Let's go." Sally says.

We all went to Ritz's, nobody was home, so we all went up to his room and played sherades, then Truth or Dare.

Sally spins the bottle, and it lands on me and Morty.

"Truth or dare?" Morty asks.

"Uhhh... dare." I said.

"Hmmm..." She taps her chin. "I dare you to... uhhh... OH! KISS RITZ!"

The second those words left her mouth, my face lit on fire and I buried it in my arms, groaning.

"For thirty seconds." She adds.

"WHAT?!" I exclaim, my face a bright red.

"Mhm."

"NO! T-that's too long!" I hiss.

"Fine. Ten seconds." She says.

I groan. It's not like I didn't want to kiss him, I did, but I didn't want him to be forced.

"Come on boys! Chop, chop!" Sally claps her hands.

I glance at Ritz, who's face was a dark purple. Probably due to embarrassment. He sighs. "Fine..."

I gulp. Okay Veneer, just make it quick.

I close my eyes and press my lips to his.

"...Eight, nine, ten." Morty finishes.

I pull away, blushing HARD. He tasted like a fruit smoothie.

Ritz coughs, and for a second we're all silent. Before I finally say: "Okay, truth or dare Morty."

"Uh, DARE!" She exclaims. "Throw one at me!"

I smirk. Revenge time.

"I dare you to kiss Sally." I say slyly. Both of them turn into tomatos.

They glance at each other.

"Chop, chop girls." I say, grinning mischievously.

Sally scoots over to Morty, gulps, and gives her a quick peck before scooting back to her original spot.

"Alright, done. Now what?" Morty asks.

We play a few more rounds before we all decided to watch a movie. So we all crammed onto my bed and I turned on this new Trolls movie that had just come out.

About halfway through, I fell asleep.