"Here goes nothing." I whisper to myself as I walk down the hall towards Yfke's room. I knock on the door as quietly as I can, hoping that maybe she won't hear me. My hopes are crushed as I hear her Dutch accent coming from inside.
"Yes?"
"It's Elsa, can I come in?"
"Sure."
When I come in, she's sitting on her bed reading.
"Um, Yfke, this is gonna sound weird but....I like you. Like, really like you. And I totally get it if you don't like me, but I was wondering if, maybe, you wanted to, you know, hang out sometime? Maybe go somewhere?"
She thinks for a second, then laughs.
"Of course. How about book shopping on Saturday?"
"Sounds great!"
I get out as fast as I can, and run back to my room to celebrate the fact that I just successfully asked a girl out.
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