Spinning Stars on Her Fingernails (Panic! At The Disco)

Chapter 10: Weird A's and Suprise Dates

Third period began same as usual. Brendon and I getting there early, both of us exchange our quick-witted humor to each other until the bell rings and then, he settles in his desk in front of mine.

After three minutes of everybody rushing to their seats and the teacher trying to grab our attention, I hear a little tear of a piece of paper. I look forward and see Brendon trying to subtly tear a small piece of paper from his art sketchbook. After he finally gets it, he shuffles his notebook away into his bag.

I focus back onto the teacher and his lecture. Then, Brendon leans back and stretches his arms behind his back, covering my view. I feel a light object fall on my desk. I look down and see a small piece of paper jaggedly ripped at the edges.

'you write your a's weird' I look down at my name written in my handwriting on my notebook. It's not that weird, is it? I've always written them like that, it became a habit. I like the way it looks.

'and you write small, what's it to ya, Urie?' I crumple it and drop in over his shoulder.

'nothing really, just thinking about a second date, Grace.'

'what, decided the strip club wasn't good enough for you?' I pass it back and hear him exhale loudly and see him shake his head.

'so yes or no, Grace?'

'I think I should decide.'

'uh, yeah, that's why I'm asking you, dum dum.'

'who are you calling a dum dum?'

'you, dum dum.'

'okay, but dum dum is deciding where our second date is gonna be. You won't know until that night.'

'surprise me, Grace.'

'oh, I will.' He turns around and grins at me when he reads the note.

"Urie, anything important you need to share with us?"

"Nope, I'm good." He says calmly and smiles at the teacher. The teacher turns back to the board and continues on with his lecture.

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I have no idea what I'm going to do for our date, but it has to be something clever. If it isn't it will be too sappy for Brendon.

I was thinking the drive-in near the cemetery, because some old horror movie is supposed to be playing there on Friday night, but I don't know if I'd want to sit in a car the whole time. It has to be something fun.

I know there's a shitty little local amusement park around here, but I fucking hate rollercoasters. I hate the feeling of things being taken out of control and not being able to fix it. I'm sure Brendon's fine with them, but I sure as hell am not.

Maybe I could take one for the team.

Oh shit, what am I getting myself into?

I call the little amusement park's office and order tickets for Friday night.

Oh, the things I do for Brendon Urie.

-A/N: It's really short, but I just wanted to update. I really try writing my best for this story and sometimes it doesn't show, but I just really really hope you can enjoy this small part because I tried my best for it.