Anika Rose was okay with going unnoticed. She preferred it. It gave her the time to focus only on school and convince her Mom that dance was a worthy career. But at the start of the new year rumours of a new student float in the air. Anika isn't ple...
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How to reject someone? That is the question I want to ask but instead, I type in "How do dates work?" I scroll through the pages none of the answers matching my search. But I guess I should've expected. Dates are supposed to different for everyone. They're never the same. I empty my search bar and type in my next question. "What to wear on dates?" I hit the enter key and watch as my screen fills with colours. If I had female friends, I'm sure they would help me.
"Hey, Anika."
Oh great. "What do you want Aisha?"
"Nothing. So, what you doing." My sister seems so nice sometimes but she's just an evil little snitch.
"None of your business. Now, get out of my room." I still need to figure out what to wear. Well, it might be cold so...
"Come on tell me! Are you going somewhere?" Ignoring her, I continue to go through my options. I could wear my sweater dress. But again, what if it's cold? "'What to wear on a date?' You're going on a date?!" I groan. Great now my nosy little sister knows. "Who are you going on a date with? I was sure you were going to be single for the rest of your life. Are they blind? Because I don't think they saw you. Maybe they were asking the girl behind you and not you." A few of those hurt.
"Get out!" I yell. This is stressing me out. Brandon will be here in an hour and I'm still not ready. "I'm telling Mom that you have a date."
"I don't think so. What I'm doing or not doing has nothing to do with you. Therefore, you aren't allowed to tell Mom." She huffs. "Now get out." I shove her out of the room and slam the door in her face. Now, what should I wear?
I examine my outfit in the mirror. I place my hands in the army green bomber jacket and pose. I look at my tight-fitting plain crop white tee and bodycon midi skirt and black strap heel. Should I change? I think I have time... The ringing of the bell tells me otherwise. "Is anyone excepting someone?" I hear my Mom ask. I rush down the stairs. Making it to the door before. "I'll get it. You can go back to whatever you were doing." I quickly speak. Making a shoo motion with my hands until she hastily turns back around. I let out a sigh. I take a deep breath before throwing the door open. "Okay let's get this over with," I say. "Well, hello to you too." Ash chuckles. "Oh, hey. You weren't who I was expecting." I smile. " I know I wasn't. It doesn't seem you plan on enjoying your date." I shake my head. "Not at all." Ash smiles. "Well, if it any constellation you look beautiful." Ash kisses my cheek. I feel my cheeks get hot. "Thank you. Do you want to come in? I have a couple of minutes to waste."
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Aisha wheezes as Ash tickles her. "I accept defeat!" She cries out. Ash eases off her. "I am glad you realized that gummy bears are far superior to any other gummy snack." Ash declares. "Well, that's not what Anika thinks." Aisha looks in my directions. Wow, she just through me under the bus. "Oh really? We can't have that." Ash turns to me with a smirk. "I'm sorry that I think it's gross to pig out on pigskin," I say. Aisha gags. "Gross. I know you say you don't like them but you do eat them." I shrug. "Only on the occasion." My phone vibrates on the coffee table. I pick up the phone from the table.
