I'm waiting outside of the boys locker room for my best friends, looking at Facebook. I internally groan when I see another gorgeous girl doing a makeup tutorial. 
                                How can these girls do this? I can barely do my mascara and not make it clumpy or stick together and look like freakin' spider legs.
                                "Hey y/n." I quickly look up and see Theo. I flash him a fake smile. "Hi Theo."
                                "So, are you planning to go to the dance this weekend?" He smirks while he talks. God, he's so cocky.
                                "Umm yes actually." I reply awkwardly.
                                "Really?" I nod. "Would you want to come with me?" He asks and I feel an urge to roll my eyes but I force myself not to.
                                "Oh. Well, I was actually planning to go with my friends." I see his face light up. "Just my friends. I don't think they'll want another person coming." 
                                His shoulders drop. "Yeah, okay. I get it. I gotta go. Bye, y/n."
                                "Bye Theo." I sigh, glad he's finally leaving.
                                "What was that about?" I turn slightly and see Scott and Stiles.
                                "He just asked me to the dance." I brush it off like it's no big deal and the boys give me a look as if to tell me to tell them what I told Theo. "I said no." 
                                "What? Why?" Stiles asks quickly. I can see a small smile forming on his lips.
                                "Because I'm waiting for someone else to ask me." I shove my phone in my pocket.
                                "Who?" Scott asks and Stiles elbows him in the ribs. 
                                I shrug my shoulders. "Anyone but him." I mutter.
                                "Me?"
                                My head shoots up ay Stiles. "I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to-"
                                "Of course I'll go with you, Stiles." A smile is plastered on my face. His smile grows. 
                                "We should probably go. My mom is waiting for me." They nod and we start walking out the doors. I can see Stiles pump his fist in the air and Scott have a cheesy smile on his face. 
                              GUYS. 5 THOUSAND READS. IM SCREAMING OMG. ITS BARELY BEEN 2 WEEKS SINCE I HIT 4K. THANK Y'ALL SO FREAKING MUCH. I LOVE YOU.
Also, Spider-Man: Homecoming came out on DVD today but I only have like $10 and I need to save it for a field trip I'm going on lol.
Also, THERES A FRESHMAN AT SCHOOL WHO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE A TEEN DYLAN AND I REALLY WANNA TALK TO HIM BC HES ADORABLE. I can't talk to him cause that's weird. I don't even know his name lol. I also have social anxiety so that's like, impossible lol.
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