My Fake Boyfriend

Chapter 8

Blair's POV:

"Asher, we need to talk." I said to him. I finally made my decision and I needed to tell him.

"Whats up?" He asks.

"Um well, I wanted to ask you something." I say.

"Yeah?" He waits for me to respond.

"Do you have any feelings for me?" I ask him. This is it. If he says yes, then I will date him. If he says no, then I will just have to see how Dalton feels about me.

"No, why would you ask that?" He says. That decides it.

"Oh no reason. Well uh bye." I say.

"Bye?" He says in a question form. I hang up and lay back on my bed. I let out a sigh that I didn't know I was holding.

*********THE NEXT DAY***********

I got dressed to go school the next day, wearing high wasted shorts and a crop top. Sky drove us to school as usual and once we got there, I spotted a chocolate brown hair boy.

Dalton.

He spotted me also and came running up to me.

"Blair!" He called out for me. I got out of the car and pulled my backpack onto my shoulders.

"Hey Dalton." I say, smiling.

"I needed to ask you something." He says.

"Okay." I say, waiting for him to ask me.

"Will you do me the honor of being my date to the dance tonight?" He asks in his British accent.

"Why I would love to." I say, mimicking his accent.

"Well then I will pick you up at 7:00 m'lady." Dalton says. He takes my hand and kisses it. He smiles and bends his elbow as I slip my arm through his.

We walk together in the halls, me receiving glares from sluts and Dalton getting equal glares from the jocks.

Marching towards math class together, I see Asher in the halls. I quickly hide behind a locker and wait until he passes. Fortunately, he doesn't spot me.

"What are you doing?" Dalton asks me as he lets out a chuckle.

"Oh nothing." I say, coning out from behind the locker.

"Hiding from Asher?" He asks.

"How did you know?" I ask.

"I could tell." He states and we walk into math together.

Eight equally long classes finally end and I need to buy a dress. I find Sky at her locker and I walk up to her.

"Hey Sky, I need to go dress shopping." I say.

"For what?" She asks as she closes her locker.

"I'm going to the dance." I say. Her eyes light up like stars and she starts jumping up and down.

"OH MY GOSH WHO ASKED YOU?!" She squeals like a little kid on Christmas morning.

"Dalton." I say smiling down at the ground. Sky tugs me by the arm and pulls me outside towards her car and pushes me into the passengers seat.

"Lets go shopping." She says, as if it were her mission.

She drives furiously to the mall and I'm pretty sure we are gonna get pulled over.

Once we make it to the mall in one piece, Sky drags me inside the cutest dress store ever. I have to force myself from gaping at all of the beautiful dresses. I immediately spot the most perfect dress ever.