The next couple days were filled with painful silence. The girl whom I had no idea went to my school a couple of days ago, had now sufficiently changed my life, and ceased speaking to me, all in a span of two days. And it was killing me. All I could think about in the days following our after school adventure, were things like the kiss, the beautiful sanctuary, Angel's horrible past, my feelings for her, and other things similar to that. When I had arrived at school the day after that, Juliet, who of course, had forgotten our argument fairly quickly, was furious that I hadn't shown up at her house the afternoon before. I was completely out of it, though. And all through her lecture about how- "we're supposed to be friends, and friends have each other's back" I totally zoned out. At some point, she seemed to sense that something was up, and stopped yelling at me. Of course, I wasn't going to tell her about Angel. She had no idea that the girl even existed. And once she realized that I had no intention of telling her what had happened, she left it alone. I had also decided that it would just be simpler to drop my grudge about the party and Jason, since Jason being a creep, had resulted in me meeting Angel. Which was definitely a good thing. I was still in love with Juliet though. No matter how much I wish I wasn't.
I jolted awake as soon as I heard the sound of my ringtone. I sat up, running my hands desperately through my sheets, trying to find my iPhone. I answered the call quickly, once I found it. "Hello?" I said, trying to keep from yawning. "V-Violet?" A shaky voice asked from the other end. It sounded like the person was crying. I hadn't had a chance to look at who was calling, when I answered the phone, but it sounded like Juliet. I figured I'd take a guess. "Juliet? What's wrong?" There was sniffling, then- "Yeah. It's me. Prom is in two days. You know that right?" Another sniffle. My eyes widened. Ever since everything with Angel, I had completely forgotten about prom. Juliet had stopped asking me to come over and look at dresses, which had pretty much been my only way of remembering. "Um...yeah..I know. Why are you crying about it? You've been looking forward to this all year" I said, completely confused now. There was silence for a second. "Well..yeah I was. But I wasn't just looking forward to GOING. I was looking forward to going with a date. And-" she stopped for a second, and I heard the sound of sobbing. "And- no one's asked me" she finished, starting a new wave of tears, and sobbing. Oh. Yeah. I forgot about that part. I wasn't extremely interested in going to prom, and I never had been. But for Juliet, it was everything. "Oh..uh maybe they're just waiting till the last minute?" I said, trying to think of a reason why no one had asked her. She was pretty enough. And she was nice most of the time. Guys really seemed to like her. I heard more sniffling. "No" she said, her voice trembling. "It's because- because-" she took a deep breath before continuing. "Because everybody had a date, and nobody likes me, so no one thought to ask me." Then she started crying even harder. "Juliet..." I trailed off, not sure what to say. "I'm sure that's not true."
"Yes it is!" She half shouted. I sighed, slightly exasperated. I had been napping before she called. I honestly had no idea what time it was now. "Look..Juliet. Maybe..we..could go together? Just as friends though." I added quickly. It was quiet on the other end for a bit. "Juliet?" I asked, worried what she would say. "Yeah" she said sniffling. "Yeah I guess that'd be okay."
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Unexpected (lesbian story)
RomanceViolet. The girl with ironically purple hair, several piercings, very short hair, and tomboy written all over her. Juliet. She has the most soft, long, beautiful ginger hair of any girl you'll ever meet. And she's just all around sweet. Violet and...