Seventh Time's The Charm

The Dance Proposal

The next day at school was an absolute nightmare. Everyone was rushing here and there to get ready for some kind of event- I still haven't got used to the amount of events Richfield high school has had- apart from homecoming and prom... or whatever they're called.

"Joe... why are you not at practice."

Wait, what?

I was not informed about this, when did this happen? Oh, my head is spinning.

Too. Much. Movement.

"Woah, Joe are you ok?"

What is that snotbreath doing around me? That was the last thing I remembered until I was engulfed by darkness.

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You know when you have a really good nap, but you still wake up with the worst headache- like you can never feel refreshed after a nap, instead you feel like shrek.

Nope. Just me?

Well this headache was like no other, it didn't stop even when I opened my eyes, to be honest it just increased. Would you like to know why?

One word, Zack.

"You nearly plummeted to your death on the stairs."

I groaned in agony as I lifted my head of the germ filled pillow, or at least tried to.

"Yup. I wouldn't do that if I were you. The nurse mentioned a viral cold going around the school."

"You should have just left me to die."

"I'll remember that for next time."

He gave me the most smug look I've ever seen on his face. I just rolled my eyes.

"Luckily for you she  said it was only for twenty- four hours."

"Huh."

"The nurse..."

"Oh."

I turned my head, indicating I wasn't in the mood for one of his self- involved chats, where I hardly participated.

"Well then... I can see you don't want to talk."

"Well then leave!" I screamed.

Bad choice.

"Ow!"

"Your fault."

I whipped my head so fast the sickness nearly flew out of me- nearly.

"Ow."

He laughed so hard I thought he would fall of the chair. To be honest I would have loved to see his ass hit that floor.

'Hmmm... His perfect round.'

I stopped the thought before a anything came from it. However it was too late. I was already looking at his sharp jawline, with the five o'clock shadow across his face. His long brown hair shaking from side to side while his biceps clenched. I never really noticed how good he looked laughing.

'Don't get attached! Someone might mistake you for liking him.'

pfftt... okay!

"Why are you staring at me?"

Huh.

"Hellloooo."

"Um. Yeah please leave."

"Fine. The nurse called your mum anyway, so I'll be off." He said while putting the magazine down he was reading and standing up to leave.

He gave up so easily, easier than I thought.

'Did you want him to fight for you Joe?'

"Oh and one last thing, since this is only a 24 hour bug..."

"Spit it out please, I'm not in the mood for suspense." I said while putting my arm over my head.

"You'regoingptothedancewithmepickyouupateightandyoubetterwearsomethingnice!" He rushed so much of that I couldn't hear most of it. However, I did hear dance, with me, wear something nice.

I hate him!

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I know guys it's been a looooong time, for such a short chapter as well. I know I'm sorry. Things have been pretty hectic these past two months.. I love you to pieces and I'm sorry you've been waiting so long!
Lam xx