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Chapter 20: Homecoming Tickets

Maya and I were sitting in our third-period history class, trying to stay awake while Mr. Thompson discussed the Civil War. The air was thick with the anticipation of the upcoming homecoming festivities. I absentmindedly doodled in my notebook.

Suddenly, the crackle of the intercom interrupted the monotony of the lecture. Everyone perked up as Liya's voice filled the air. "Good morning Everyone! This is Student Government coming to you with an exciting announcement. Next week is our Homecoming Week! Every day will be a dress-down day. Monday will be  Pajama Day. Tuesday will be Western Day. It's time to show your countryside. Wednesday will be Surfers Vs Bikers Day. Thursday is School Colors Day. Wear our school colors: Blue, gold, white, and black. Friday is dress up as a celebrity day. Also, the Homecoming Game will be on Thursday night, followed by the Homecoming Dance on Friday night. The theme for the homecoming dance will be Hollywood. So show up in your best attire to win best dressed. Tickets go on sale today, so grab yours if you want to join in the festivities! You can purchase your tickets during your lunch period or at the end of the day at the lunch room. Can't wait to see you all there!"

Maya turned to me, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Are you going?" Maya asked, nudging me with her elbow.

I shrugged, trying to look nonchalant. "I'm not sure yet."

"Oh, come on, Julie! It's our last year in high school. We have to go to our last homecoming," Maya insisted, her voice full of enthusiasm.

I hesitated. "I don't know, Maya. Dances aren't really my thing."

"They don't have to be! It's about making memories. Besides, you'll regret it if you don't go. Trust me."

I sighed. Maya was right. It was our senior year, after all. "I'll think about it," I said, giving her a small smile.

At lunch, Maya and I joined our friends at our usual table. The cafeteria was buzzing with conversations about the homecoming events. Maya wasted no time and leaned forward to address the boys Dominic, Christian, Owen, and Milo.

"So, are you guys going to the homecoming dance?" Maya asked, her eyes scanning their faces.

Christian shook his head. "I can't. I have a doctor's appointment that I can't miss."

"A doctor's appointment on a Friday night?" Maya raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's something important. Sorry, guys," Christian replied, looking genuinely disappointed.

Owen grinned. "I'm definitely going. It's gonna be epic!"

"Same here," Dominic added, nodding.

Milo glanced at me, a playful smile on his face. "I'll only go if Julie goes."

Maya shot me a knowing look. "I'm going. Come on, Julie, you have to go now."

I felt the pressure from all sides. "I'll think about it," I repeated, my cheeks flushing slightly.

As lunch ended and everyone started heading to their next classes, Milo caught up with me. We walked side by side, the hallway bustling with students.

"So, what do you think?" Milo asked softly, his hand brushing against mine.

I glanced up at him. "About what?"

"About going to the dance. It could be fun, you know. And all our friends will be there."

I sighed. "I just don't know if it's my thing."

Milo stopped and gently took my hand, causing me to face him. "Julie, it's our last homecoming. We won't get another chance to do this together. I want to make memories with you. Besides, it'll be fun. I promise."

I looked into his earnest eyes and felt my resolve weakening. He was right. This was a chance to make lasting memories with my friends and with Milo.

"Okay," I said finally, a small smile tugging at my lips. "I'll go."

Milo's face lit up with a wide grin. "Great! It's going to be awesome. I can't wait."

After school, Milo and I headed to the cafeteria where tickets for the homecoming dance were being sold. The line was surprisingly short, most students likely having rushed to buy their tickets during lunch.

We reached the front of the line, and Mrs. Whitaker, the art teacher who was helping with ticket sales, greeted us with a warm smile. "Two tickets for the dance?" she asked.

"Yes, please," Milo replied, pulling out his wallet.

I started to reach for my own wallet, but Milo gently put his hand on mine. "I've got this," he said softly, giving me a reassuring smile.

I looked up at him, feeling a mix of gratitude and embarrassment. "You don't have to, Milo."

"I want to," he insisted, handing over the money to Mrs. Whitaker. "Two tickets, please."

Mrs. Whitaker handed us the tickets, and Milo took both of them, giving one to me. "There you go," he said, smiling. "Now we're all set for Friday night."

I held the ticket in my hand, staring at it for a moment. It felt more real now, and I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, Milo."

"Anytime," he said, leaning in to give me a quick kiss on the cheek. "It's going to be a night to remember."

As we walked out of the cafeteria, I felt a flutter of excitement. Maybe this homecoming would be something special after all.

That evening, I sat at my desk, the ticket lying next to my notebook. The anticipation of the dance mingled with my nerves, making it hard to focus on my homework. My phone buzzed with a text from Maya.

Maya: So, what are you going to wear?

I smiled and texted back.

Me: No idea. I haven't thought that far ahead.

Maya: Well, you better start thinking! We're going shopping tomorrow. You need the perfect dress!

Me: Okay, okay. Tomorrow it is.

Maya: Yay! It's going to be so much fun. And just think, you and Milo, dancing together under the lights... 😍

I felt my cheeks warm at the thought. Milo and I had been dating for a few months, but this felt like a big step a public acknowledgment of us as a couple.

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