"Rome, are we embarrassing or something?" Dean asks, and I shake my head.
"I'm sure it's not that, baby." I reply, grabbing his hand.
"Why does he not want people to know about us?" He asks, seeming frustrated.
"I-I don't know." I say, his words seeping into my mind.
"We're the hottest people at this school, it can't be we're embarrassing." He says.
I kiss his lips softly, before dragging him back into the gym. Everyone had already left, only Marge remained. She spots us, and approaches us instantly.
