Prom Night

The Secret Admirer

WHAT?! A NEW CHAPTER?! BLASPHEMY! Yes guys, I know. It's been forever, but I can explain. School, work, and Youtube hindered me from doing anything to fics. The weird thing is, I finished this chapter about 2 months ago, but I promised myself I wouldn't release it until I finished the next one, but that's not fair to you guys. So here it is. Eh, it could have been better, but I don't know how to fix it. Plus I'd probably couldn't fix it for another year or two. So here you go, and I hope you enjoy this. I'm trying so hard to update more, so please be patient. FMS is being worked on too, just tiny little steps at a time so...

"And so students, if you take a look on page 424 in your textbooks," the elderly history teacher spoke loudly in a thick, raspy voice in front of a classroom full of annoyed and bored students, "You will notice a map and how the triangular trade was formulated." He continued on with his lecture, having his back turned to begin his note-writing rampage. David and Matt, were watching the clock slowly tick down its final minutes, their minds filled with anticipation for lunch period.

"So how are you going to ask Ian out?" Matt nudged David's arm as he whispered with a slight grin on his face.

"Haven't seen him yet, but I have a plan," David grabbed his backpack, pulling out a folded up piece of paper, and handed it to Matt. "Hopefully this won't scare him off." David's face began to show signs of red, as he patiently watched as Matt skim through the note.

"…From your secret admirer?" Matt's face turned to disgust. "What the fuck is this? There's no way he'll say yes to this." David's facial expression started to crack, showing hints of sadness and disappointment. "But," Matt sighed. His best friend needed his support, regardless of how dumb he thought the note was, "there's no harm in trying. He won't know it's you until the last minute. You can reveal yourself after he says yes. I'm not saying it'll work, because it probably won't. Either way, I'm right by your side just in case." David forced a smile, grabbing the note, and placing it into his jacket pocket.

"It's worth a shot man. I'm going by his locker after class to plant this," he said with a false push in confidence. "So any luck on the new date? Or did you even try?"

Matt sighed, "Why bother? Everybody probably already has dates. I should have just asked her sooner."

"Just go and ask someone already. It's not that hard." David rolled his eyes, groaning.

"Then go and ask Ian right after class, face to face." Matt retorted, raising his voice slightly.

"That's different. I like Ian. You just have to ask a random person."

"Yeah, but I don't want a random person. I want Mari."

"Yeah well, she's alr-"

"Mr. Sohinki, Mr. Moss, can you do the class a favor and stop talking? We don't care about whatever dilemma you two are currently having. Of course you can always tell me more in detention after school if you wish." Their history teacher turned around and glared at the two boys.

"Sorry sir." they sighed simultaneously. They spent the rest of the class jotting down notes until their relief arrived. As the bell sounded, the students filed out in complete chaos and disarray, dashing towards the door as if they were kept as prisoners for years. Matt and David were among the first to leave, and proceeded to head towards the cafeteria, until David stopped in his tracks and sprinted the opposite direction.

"I'll meet up with you later. I need to drop off this note." David yelled, waving to Matt. While he looked as calm as ever right now, David was feeling sick to his stomach. What if Matt was right and this idea was never going to work? What if Ian finds out it was him and only laughs? David's confident demeanor was dwindling away as anxiety and nervousness quickly took over. Each step he took towards Ian's locker was harder to take, and David felt like he was going to crash below the ground. He had to bring that note over, but at this rate, what would it take?