Matchmaking

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«Shannon»

"Wait! Hold up!" I yell as I see the janitor reach to press the door close.

He heard me and thankfully waited while having an annoyed look plastered onto his wrinkly face.

"Hurry up would ya?!" he yelled. I pushed myself to run faster and rushed out and stopped as I made it to the first few steps of the stairway.

"Thanks..." I breath and he grunts and lock the doors, he walks away and I sigh, still breathing hard because of the marathon I just ran.

I walk down the stairs and when I reach the bottom I throw my bag down onto the first step and sit down next to it.

I rest my head in my hands and get my breathing back to normal again. I spend about 5 minutes just sitting there and stare at my shoes.

A remote controlled car the size of my school bag stops in my line of sight. Right in the middle of my feet which is futher apart than it should be to look appropriate but I don't give a damn, I'm wearing tights so no one can see anything they shouldn't anyways.

I stare at this toy and notice a note on the top.

I grab the note and open it. I frown as I read the words... I'm not really up for this fucked up game this person have going on and I just want to go home.

By the way...
You're late for practise.

"Uuuggggghhhh!" I groan loudly and zip open my sports bag and thow the note in it and zip it close again. The car drives off again and I stomp over to the field, again.

It's on the other side of the damn school building and I take deep breaths to calm myself... Thankfully it works a little and when I eventually reach the field I walk around the bleachers. I don't even look at the bleachers and jog over to a few of the guys standing in the middle of the football field.

I reach them and look apologetically between them.

"Sorry I'm so late..." I say and one guy smiles.

"What happened?" he asks.

"Long story." I smile and look around them.

"Where is Max... And Alex, and the rest of the guys." I ask and they all shrug their shoulders.

I was about to respond but I was cut off by music playing. What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction played and I frowned while I stared a little bit at the guys who looked at me with smirks and then I turned around to face the bleachers.

My eyes widen as I took in the scene in front of me. My hands went to my mouth in both shock and amazement.

There, on the bottom of the bleachers was two speakers blasting the song. There was a short walk way made with rose pedals which leads all the way to the middle of the bleachers where Alex stands with a poster that has a capital bold letter P on it. The letters is sparkling and is covered in pink glitters. Next to Alex was Max who had the same thing just with an R. Next to Max stood Henry with a O and next to him stood James with a M.

It reads PROM? and I inwardly jump of joy.

All of them are holding the posters just under their chins so that their faces are showing and all of them are grinning widely at me.

Standing next to them was about 4 other guys from the team. They were all holding up a smirking Cody who is laying on they're arms with one hand holding up his head. The other hand is holding a question mark on a poster the same as the others.

I feel myself being pushed lightly towards the guys on the bleachers and I look over my shoulder and see the guys who I was talking with only moments ago. A smile stretch over my face and I walk to the bleachers.

The song just makes this so much sweeter and I can feel my cheeks heat up.

I walk in the middle of the two rows of petals and reach the guys. I glance at each one of them and smile widely. Alex winks at me and Max smirks, the other two just nod and I look at Cody who is smiling at me.

I'm standing right in front of him, just one step below, he hands the question mark poster to James and he pats the one guy's hand and they let him stand on his feet.

He climbs down so that he is on the same step as me and he takes my hand in his and gets onto one knee. He looks me in my eye and his smirk is gone and instead there is a look of adoration and a genuine smile.

"Shannon. I've spend a long time and a lot of effort on this. I wanted to make it special and I hope it is just as special as I tried to make it. You may have been tired and angry at some points but I hope it is worth it. I have a question and I know I've been busy these few days and it will maybe make you doubt your answer but... Here goes nothing. Miss spy, would you make my day, heck... Make my month and be my date to the senior prom?" he asks and I feel like crying of happiness.

This is so overwhelming.

I tighten my hold on his hand and pull him up so that he is standing again and I look up at him because my head reaches his broad shoulders.

He looks surprised by my action and I catch him off guard when I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.

He smiles against my lips and the other guys cheer.

His hands land on my hips and he pulls me even closer.

"I'll take that as a yess." he mumbles against my lips and I chuckle.