Chapter Twenty Eight

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Chapter Twenty Eight

David Pov

I looked at my computer screen before posting.

Help wanted! My sister needs a date to the winter formal. That's right! Delilah Blackbourne needs a date for the upcoming winter formal.

Auditions to be her date will begin December 6th starting at four pm. Come with your best attire and your thinking caps!

December 6th came quick. Here I am doing auditions for my sisters date. No one really caught my eye until one of my close friends walked in.

"Mark?"

"Hey, dude! I saw your post on the schools' forum, thought I'd check it out."

"Alright then, let's get started." I read off all the questions and wrote down his answers.

"Thanks, Mark. Ill be holding call back and I'll call you to fill you in if I deem you fit."

After Mark left, I packed up and went home. I headed straight up to my room and studied Marks answers.

Ideal color?: purple. It's Del's favorite color. For the dance, Id only wear a purple flower with a black and white tux.

I want my sister to go out on a date to give her the final say, what's your ideal date?: I'd show off my cooking abilities with a picnic on the beach where a totally up for a splash in the water if she wanted 15 minutes after we eat to avoid cramps. Just because I know CPR doesn't mean I want to use it.

Do you look for beauty in the inside or outside?: Inside always seems to outshine outside plus beauty on the inside last longer.

His answers seemed perfect but something kept bugging me? Why go to this dance with my sister when he could easily go to prom with anyone he wanted. Not that my sisters bad or anything but he's a junior with a high standing whereas we are just measly freshmen.

I looked at my phone, tapping at it until I heard the dialing noise,

"Hey, dude! Made your mind up?" Mark answered.

"Kinda, I know I want to ask you one more question. How fast can you get to my place."

"I'll be there in ten."

"Sounds good." I hung up and cleaned up the movie room before I heard the doorbell ring. I thundered down the stairs and flung the door open.

"What are you wearing?" I asked him. He looked down at his tucked in dress shirt and dress pants. He began to rub out the unidentifiable wrinkles.

"Well, if you let me I plan to head over to the hospital and ask your sister to go on a date." He gave me a small smile.

"Ok, I only have one question. What do you want from my sister? I expect an honest answer." emotions flooded his eyes, shock, and anger.

"I think she possesses a rare beauty I've only seen in her. She is beautiful inside and out. She is the strongest person I know to go through what she did and for her to still be happy." He paused and smiled at me. Anger was still evident in his eyes but that anger is how I knew his next words were sincere. "I want to be the man to show her that all men aren't assholes. I want to be the man who takes away her nightmares. I want to be the man she falls in love with in the end because her heart deserves to be treasured and I can only trust myself with something so beautiful and fragile."

"Then go see her." I didn't realize what I said until I saw Mark sprinting across my lawn.

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I was laying in the hospital bed scrolling through Instagram. They had just given me my phone back to see if it had any effect on my mental health, just another test I guess. I was replying to all my DMs when the door swung open. Mark stood in the doorway wearing a purple dress shirt with tan dress pants. I like the way he looks in purple. He was carrying a bouquet of white roses.

"Sorry, I know you like carnations but the store I went to didn't have any. I personally like white roses so I bought some." I gave him a smile.

"You're so cliche."

"I take offense to that." He smiled at me to show he was joking. "I stayed away from red roses just so I wasn't too cliche." We both laughed.

"So what brings you to my prison cell today?" I asked.

"Well, I came with questions I just need to ask you."

"Ok. Ask away!"

"Well, my first one is: do you think I can steal you away for the day?"

"You can ask my doctor." He nodded and ran out of the room.

I sat waiting for about an hour before he came back with a pile of clothes.

"Im sorry." he apologized. "Its a lousy way to start a date but I had to wait for your dad to come with clean clothes and fill out a temporary release form."

Date. He said DATE!

"I also found out the princess has a curfew of 7 so we will be bringing dinner back, which brings me to my next question: French or Italian?"

I quickly answered Italian then went to take a shower. When I came back Mark informed me that he ordered the food and we had to get back for 6:30. It was 3 now. I wonder what he has planned with such little time.

We hopped into his car and drove to the docks where a yacht was anchored.

"I really wanted to take you out here at night. The city lights are beautiful when the sun goes down."

"I still can't get over the sun just over the horizon," I admitted. "Ive seen it plenty of times but out on the water is completely different. It's almost like-"

"Like its teasing us, telling us to come catch it." he finished, I only nodded. He turned and looked at me. "Princess I only have one more question." I turned and looked into his blue eyes. "Will you be my date to the winter formal?"

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