My Middle School Crush

Chapter 3

I stared blankly for awhile, then it turned into disappointment.

"Just kidding! Of course its about you! I knew he liked you from the start, he as always just too afraid you wouldn't like him. He even drew a picture of you. I have to say he's a good drawer."

"Wow! Really? Do you think I should ask him out?" I said excitedly

"Not yet, or else he will know you read his notebook," Taylor replied

"Right, well now what do I do?"

"There's a dance next month and if he really likes you, he will ask you out."

"I can't wait that long!"

"You have to,"

The next day I payed close attention to what he did. He was blushing, getting nervous, all this time I didn't notice that. When I met him at our lockers at the end of the day, just before he left I said I found it on the floor. He said thanks, had a sigh of relief, and ran off.

A few weeks past and the dance is now tomorrow, what am I going to do?

Taylor ran up to me

"Hey, Skylar. Has he asked you yet? The dance is tomorrow!" Taylor said, she seemed worried

"I know, maybe something will happen,"

The next locker break Zach wasn't there. I note dropped from my locker. It read:

Hey, would you like to be my date to the dance? If so meet me by the bleachers tomorrow night

-Zach

Omg! I'm so excited! I should tell Taylor. Wait, she'll tell the whole school, I tell her at the dance or something. I'm usually not the one who gets asked out to these kinds of things. Just then Taylor walked up to me.

"Skylar, are you coming to the dance?" Taylor said

"Yeah," I replied

"Wanna have a sleepover that night?"

"Yeah," I said again

"Well, what are you going to wear?"

"I have no idea, but you can help me pick something out when you come over to my house, okay?"

"Okay, I will bring some of my dressy clothes just in case,"

"Awesome,"

The next day after school we walked to my house together and thought about the notebook, but I didn't tell her about the note, not yet. Maybe a little later when we are getting ready so it will be a big surprise.

She pulled out 3 dresses

"Dresses? Are you crazy? No!" I hissed 

"C'mon, it's not a big deal, our whole squad is wearing one, let's see which dress fits you the best," Taylor replied

"I don't know if I want to wear one, I'm pretty self-conscious," I denied

"You mean you're pretty. Period," Taylor complimented 

I tried on the first dress and it was too big. The second one was too pink. I almost just gave up on wearing a dress until she found one at the bottom of her bag, it was white with little flowers and it fit perfectly. 

"Fine, I'll wear it just because it fits perfectly," I replied

"Okay, now lets do your hair and makeup," said Taylor, excitedly

"Wait, what? I put on a dress, isn't this good enough?" I pleaded

"You want to look awesome for him, don't you?" 

"Of course, I just don't know if I'm ready for this, all this time I've been waiting for this but now I'm not so sure anymore. What if I spill punch on my dress or something even worse happens?"

"Nothing bad is going to happen, he's a good guy," Taylor reassured "Now, how would you like me to do your hair?"