We weren't always the cute couple we are now. Dylan and I actually used to hate each other. He and I were kind of friends because our friends were a couple.
He and I met Freshman year. My best friend Ethan started dating Allison. Dylan and Allison w...
I fixed my hair as I grabbed my keys and ran out the door. I placed my book bag in the passenger seat of my car and drove off to school. Homecoming was around the corner and Dylan hasn't even asked me yet! Not that I really care or anything. But it's part of this is damn dare.
I fixed my shirt before I walked into the school and was greeted by Allison. She was wearing a a black dress with pink flowers on it. She had a jean jacket over it with her baize boot with a slight heel.
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"Well don't you look beautiful," I smiled.
"I guess. I'm just tired of the jeans," she laughed.
"I know how you feel by I didn't want to wear a dress," I smiled.
"You still look beautiful. Has Dylan asked you to homecoming yet?" She asked.
"You you really need to ask?" I asked while looking at her.
"Oh my lord," she sighed.
"Maybe he doesn't want to go," I shrugged.
"Whatever! Every guy secretly wants to go to homecoming," she laughed.
"I'll see you at lunch Allie," I laughed as I walked towards class.
I walked into class and Dylan was in there. I smiled as I sat down next to him. He looked up at me, partially smiled, and then looked back at his work.
"Hi?" I had a questioning tone in my voice.
"Hey," he said as he closed his book.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He asked while texting.
"You aren't acting the same. Correction, you haven't been acting the same since our date," I stated.
"I've just been busy," he spat.
"Okay. I obviously shouldn't haven't asked," I said as I grabbed my headphones.
"Cass-" I cut him off.
"No, you can't do that to me. You can't yell at me and then try to apologize when I get mad. That's not how this works," I said as I plugged in my headphones and started to blare my music. ~*~
I grabbed my salad and Ethan was behind me.
"How are you and Dylan?" He asked with a smirk.
"It's just a dare. No big deal. Not like anything is going on," I sighed.
"Don't worry, I think you'll be happy," he said as we walked outside.
My head hung down as we walked towards our table. When I looked up I gasped.
