Disney High: Prom

Searching and Following Your Gut

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TADASHI!!😍😍

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Tadashi's POV

I was walking home today and I was looking at the girls at my school. I turn and see Mavis Dracula. She was showing off her bat skills to the goths. Nope. She's going with Jonathan, also I'm not into the fangs type. I look and see Astrid with the Vikings taking off with their dragons. She a junior and seems to have the eyes for Hiccup, so another no. Come on, Tadashi, focus. You're doing this for Honey. I look and see Moana, the daughter if the Chief. She was really pretty but I wasn't into her style. Is there any girl that I could take?? Uh, how about-no. She's not good either... I turn around and see a bunch of girls looking at me with big eyes and giggling. I've never once talked to those girls but they always look at me like that. Weird. I wave nicely and walk away. This isn't working that well. I feel bummed and I wanna give up, but something in me told me to keep waiting, as if the girl I'm gonna take was standing right in front of me. Obeying, I look up and see Fred and Wasabi playing around with a new gadget. I laugh at the sight wondering playfully, 'Ok conscious, which one?' I wave to them and continue walking home. Man, why was this so hard? It was quiet the walk home since my little bro was with his girl Penny getting ice cream. I hope the two tie the knot soon. I hate seeing him daydream about her instead of going for it.

I get to the Cafe and see Aunt Cass cleaning a few tables and serving coffee at the same time. Instead of leaving her like that, I walked over and asked, "Would you like some help?" She sighed and handed me the coffee pot, "Thank you. Could you fill these people's cups?" I smile, "Yes ma'am." So for a little bit, I fill up and take care of coffee cups. It's not so bad working for Aunt Cass. I used to do it all the time and I still do. Then the customers start to die down, and I'm sweeping the floor when I see a man talking to Aunt Cass and they seem to be having a nice conversation. The man looked like he was "flirting" with Aunt Cass. I continue to sweep the floor and peek at them and I hear Aunt Cass laugh heartily. Does she like him? Aunt Cass has never dated a man as long as I lived with her. I think it'd be nice for her to start. Finally their conversation was ended when the man shook her hand and left the cafe. I walk over to her and watch the guy leave. I ask without leading any suspicion, "Soo, who was that?" Aunt Cass looked at him crossing the street, "Mark Deion. He just opened that new restaurant on Fire Road." I raise an eyebrow, "Mark's Restaurant?" She nods, "Yep." I smirk, "Very creative name." Aunt Cass laughs with an end snort, "Am I right?" She starts walking towards the cash register and I follow her. I lean on the counter and say with a smile, "He seems like a cool guy." Aunt Cass nods without looking up, "Yeh he is, but I'm not that into him romantically." Shocked, I continue talking, "Well, I think he's really into you that way." Aunt Cass shrugged, "That doesn't change anything." I couldn't take it, "Aunt Cass, why don't you date?" She stopped splitting the money and looked up at me, "Why would I when I live with the two most wonderful men in the world?" She gives me a hug but I hear what she says and it gets to me. Are we holding her back from meeting anyone? I sigh refilling the coffee cup, "That doesn't seem fair." Aunt Cass frowns and puts a hand on my back, "Is this really bothering you?" She makes me set down the coffee pot and sit at a table, "Or is there something else?" I decide to tell her what really bothering me; choosing a girl to take to the Prom. I tell her everything and she seems to understand, "And the one I wanted to take in the first place is Honey Lemon." Aunt Cass nods, "I see. So what's the problem? Why can't you find a girl?" I shake my head, "I don't know. They all just don't seem right," I look down, "How do I know who the right choice is?"Aunt Cass smiles and closes her eyes, "You listen to yourself, be open and look around. The right girl will appear," she puts her hand on my chest, "Follow your gut." I look up at her, "So, if I just keep looking, my gut will tell me it's her?" She nods, "You got it." I give her another hug, "Thanks Aunt Cass." She hugs tightly back, "No problem. Come to me anytime."