the boy theory

four

"prom shopping? oh you have got to be kidding me."

"what? we're already here, might as well get it over with."

"where did you get that flower? oh don't tell me..."

"matthew hsiang li, will you go to junior prom with me?"

"how are you not dead? ap testing is in two weeks!"

"let me live and have a social life, if this even counts as one. pick a color."

"red?"

"rad. we're renting you a tux."

"you have got to be kidding me- analyn! jesus let go of my ar- don't you drag me in there-"

"you could always fight back you know..."

"...touché."

"here, try this on."

"no need to shove it in my- oh my goodness this looks so flipping awesome. one thing, how the hell do you tie a bow tie?"

"ask that guy over there, i'm gonna go try and figure out how the hell i'm gonna pay for this."

"analyn?"

"oh, hey brian."

"how have you been? i haven't seen you in forever"

"peachy keen. you know ever since you started going out with brittany-"

"brooklyn"

"yeah that chick, i don't really get the chance to talk to you anymore"

"yeah we've just been super busy. our one year is almost coming up actually!"

"are you here to get your stuff for prom?"

"yeah actually, what about you? what are you doing here?"

"same as you, but i'm helping a friend. hey brian, do you remember that promise you made-"

"yo analoser, am i dapper or what."

"stop posing, you look like an idiot."

"well i'll leave you to it. it was great seeing you analyn."

"i'll say."

"who the hell was that?"

"nobody important."

"analyn divya patel. if there's one thing that separates me from being a crappy friend and being a slightly tolerable friend is that i know when something's up. believe it or not i might actually care about you-"

"it's whatever okay? can we just drop it?"

"yeah, sure, i guess. um, do you want me to pay for this?"

"this is on me. i know you said you hadn't wanted to go to prom, and i didn't even let you answer after i asked you."

"nice free dapperness for a night."

"you're paying for the ticket though."

"wait, how the hell are you even gonna do this?"

"i got a job last summer and put some money away, it wouldn't hurt to spend a bit."

"you're spending your savings on me?"

"you're turning this into a mushy moment gross."

"you made it mushy when you asked me to prom."

"yeah yeah whatever"

"speaking of, what are you wearing to prom then?"

"i can probably dig a sari out of my closet or something. there's some cool stuff in there, i just have to find it."

"that's the indian clothes right? that one you wear during dance."

"ignoring your terrible grammar usage, yes. except this one will probably be more formal because it's a dance."

"i feel so cultured... bruh prom is about to be lit as hell. maybe i can meet that super hot guy you were talking to also..."

"yeah... it will..."

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a/n: not a story chapter, but you get some insight on matthew's and analyn's friendship, as well as a bit of her past ;)

i apologies for the EXTREME delay, school sucks but YAY SUMMER AMIRITE. hopefully updates will become more frequent and i can finish this story before junior year kills me. ily guys, thanks for sticking with me :) -a