The End Of The World...The End Of Our Love 2012

I biked down to her house. She was amazing, I loved her, but this was the only thing that made me nervous. I knock on her door.

"W-Willow?"

She walks out and jumps into my arms. "Jay!"

"Willow, can you.. uh.."

"Yeah?"

"Will you go to the dance with me? You know, the New-Year-Dance?" I hand her a rose.

Willow smiles, "Okay." She shuts the door.

 I turn around, pull my fist down and smile gratefully at the sky. "Thank. You!"

 It'll be in a week. I'm so excited.

 I bike back to my house.

"Well, how'd it go?" snickers Lilly.

"Huh? How'd what go?"

 Lilly laughs, "Everyone knows you were going to ask Willen out."

"First, it's Willow, and second, no... I just told people.. that told people.."

 "Whatever," she rolls her eyes and leaves.

I look at Lilly, facing the TV.

"It seems there's a big riot-ish commotion about 2012, 'the end of the world' ."

We watch blankly for a couple minutes, until the subject changes.

"I think the world might collapse next week!" winks Lilly.

"No, I don't believe in that crap."

"Sure, you don't... go to bed, it's getting late."

"Okay, mother!" 

 But I don't fall asleep.

  Something about it doesn't . . . seem . . . real . . .