Superstitious

Chapter Three

I was standing on a grassy hill looking out at the beautiful sunset. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Vince with one arm behind his back.

"What do you want?" I asked in annoyance.

Vince just stared at me with a dazed expression.

"What?" I asked.

Vince continued to stare at me.

"Dude, you're creeping me out," I said.

As if snapping out of a trance, Vince shook his head.

"Sorry," he said. "I got caught up in the moment."

"Moment? What moment?"

Now I was really confused.

"Um," Vince began. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you."

"Okay?" I said.

Why was Vince being so nice. It was weirding me out. Suddenly, Vince pulled out a huge bouquet of flowers.

"Russell. Ever since I first saw you, I can't put you from my mind. I guess what I'm trying to say is... I love you. Will you go to prom with me?"

My mind went completely blank. I had no idea how to react to this sudden confession. This could not be happening. 

"That's right!" I thought. "This must be a practical joke!"

"Haha! Very funny. Is this your way of rubbing in how single I am?"

Vince looked astonished.

"I'm being serious," he said.

"Sure you are," I said. 

A smile spread across his face.

"Fine. I'll prove it to you," he said.

He started to lean towards me.

"Very funny dude, you can stop now," I said.

He ignored me and came closer.

"No, seriously. I get it. You can stop now," I said.

He continued getting closer and I began to panic. Okay, so I made the wrong assumption, but... LIKE HELL AM I GIVING MY FIRST KISS TO VINCE!!!!

"But we're both guys," I said.

"I don't care," Vince replied.

"Uh," I said.

Now he was dangerously close to my face.

"NO! NO! NO!" I yelled.

I sat up in a panic.

"AH!" I yelled.

Vince woke with a start.

"What? Did something happen?" he yelled.

"Uh... no just a nightmare," I said.

"What the heck man!" he said.

"Sorry," I replied.

"Whatever, just go back to sleep."

I laid back down only to remember the contents of my dream. I felt my face flush red. After trying and failing to fall back asleep for several minutes, I knew that I wouldn't be able to unless I put my mind to rest. So, I finally asked.

"Hey Vince? You still awake?" I whispered.

"What do you think dim wit," he whispered back.

"Sorry bout that."