Trapped in a Fantasy (Rewriting)

Chapter 4

Diana's AP English teacher babbled on about Romeo and Juliet for what seemed like hours. Her eyelids were slowly flopping down and she had to pinch herself to stay awake.

"So in the scene where Romeo and Juliet first meet, there is a very important element of symbolism..."

Diana sighed. How is my Calculus class more interesting than this? she thought to herself.

She had brought Violet's dress and a few sewing supplies with her just in case she had some free time. Her teacher was consumed in his lecture, so he wasn't going to notice her sewing... in the middle of class. Completely normal.

She started pulling her supplies out when someone's voice distracted her.

"Dude, it's not funny." It was from Matt. He and his jock friends were also ignoring the lesson and talking about something that made Matt clearly upset. "I'm gonna be going to the dance alone."

"That kinda sucks for you, dude," he said in a surfer-like accent. "You can't be so picky, especially now since everyone has a date."

Not everyone, Diana thought.

"It's not like I'm trying to be picky," Matt argued. "I don't know. I just want someone different than everyone else. I don't want to end up with a walking bleach blonde stereotype."

Diana snorted. She covered her mouth up trying to pretend she hadn't just embarrassed herself.

Matt and the others looked over at her.

"What's so funny?" one of them said trying to sound all intimidating.

"Well," Diana started, "Matt just practically described every girl at our school. And I mean no shade to them, it's just everyone's like everyone. There's no originality."

"And this is coming from the blonde girl," one of them said. The others chuckled.

"Hey, I'm strawberry blonde. Basically a brunette actually," Diana commented.

"She's not wrong," Matt agreed. "I feel like everyone is just the same person here. The same cookie cutter and everything."

"You're gonna be stuck with no date you don't pick soon," Nate added. "And all the girls are drooling over you so why are you worried?"

Matt scoffed. "Yeah right. I've never seen a girl do that. No one cares that much about me."

How oblivious are you? I've seen girls cry when you've just said hello to them.

"I bet she doesn't drool over me," he continued while pointing at Diana.

Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.

Diana laughed and rolled her eyes. "I'm not a walking stereotype, so no. I don't dream of us being together or anything."

Liar, she thought.

Matt smiled. "So 'I'm-not-a-typical-girl', who are you going with?"

"Oh, I don't think I can go," she said frowning. "I have a lot of chores that have to be done before the dance and I just don't think that I'll finish in time."

"That stinks. Well, I hope you can finish in time," he said apologetically.

Diana smiles back.

Did-does Matt want me to come to the dance? she thought to herself.

She immediately pulls out her phone and texts Patilda.

"Patilda," she starts. "You have to come over later and help me. I think Matt kinda wants me to go to the dance. And he said that he doesn't have a date yet. Crossing our fingers I don't get into much trouble today so no extra chores."