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ricky bowen and nini salazar-roberts hate each other's guts. so, when their secret valentines prompt them to make a list of every single little thing they hate about each other, it's more than easy.
it wasn't ricky's idea to get a dol...
seb, kourt, and i are in my room, getting ready for the prom!! they made the mistake of putting me on speaker duty, so of course i'm playing high school musical. kourt's already finished my makeup--natural eyeshadow with a bold red lip--and is now working on seb's in the bathroom while i'm at my desk finishing my hair.
"should i go movie star glamorous?" i sing as i curl my hair.
"sassy or sweet?" seb joins in.
"don't know but no one better wear the same dress as me!" kourtney belts, which makes the three of us burst into laughter. seb comes over to my desk chair and grabs my hand as i stand up, grabbing my hairbrush to use as a microphone. he twirls me around while kourtney comes out of the bathroom, clapping to the beat.
"been waiting our lives for this!" i say, holding my pink hairbrush up to my mouth. we jump up and down as we scream the lyrics, just enjoying each other's company.
"we'll never ever ever forget!" we shout through our laughter. hopefully, the rest of tonight goes like how it is already. i sit back down on my desk chair as the two of them return to the bathroom, picking up my phone to see a message from six flags.
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unknown
i cant wait to finally get to see u :)
i may or may not have a surprise planned
wow it just gets better can't wait to dance with you <3
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little does he know, i have a surprise for him too. he said a few nights ago that he loved to stargaze, so i set up a little blanket and some fairy lights at my favorite secluded spot on a hill. it has the most beautiful view of salt lake, and i already know that he's going to love it. i finish curling my hair and spray a little bit of warm vanilla sugar on my neck, just for good measure. this night has to be perfect, i've been waiting for it for years.
ricky's pov
"does this look tacky?" i ask, turning around from my spot in front of the mirror, looking at red for advice.
"hold on, did ricky bowen just ask you how he looked?" carlos raises an eyebrow.
"what universe is this??" ashlyn laughs. i roll my eyes and look back in the mirror to adjust my red tie. we're in big red's basement getting ready for the prom, which--make no mistake-- i am not excited for. nope. no way. that is not why i bought her chocolates and have my guitar in the back of my car to play for her later. i told you, i'm just playing along. definitely.
i told schtewpid that i'd meet her at the prom, since that's what most dollar valentines are doing. ashlyn, red, carlos, and i pile into my car, and immediately ashlyn notices my guitar in the back.
"why are you bringing your guitar to prom?" she asks with a laugh.
"no reason."
"you're playing something for your date, aren't you?!!" carlos says, pointing his finger at me.
"i knew there was a heart under all of that throb you dose yourself in!!" ashlyn says. i roll my eyes at her and scoff as i make a right turn towards the school.
"she's right, dude. we can smell your throb from over here," red jokes, which makes the entire car--except for me--burst into giggles. i pull into the school, the parking lot already almost full. the sun's almost finished setting, and the dance is only now starting up. as we walk into the gym--past mr. mazzara greeting us--, red carries in his box of numbered stickers up to his "Find-A-Date" table, setting down the piece of paper that has the coordinated numbers listed. basically, each match gets a sticker that you stick onto yourself to help find your partner. he hands me mine, which is seventeen.
"so, my date's gonna have the same sticker, right?"
"yep, that's how it works," he tells me. i stick it on my chest and wait by the table, which is the most boring thing ever.
"are you ready, dude?" he says, holding up his camera while we wait for the prom to start up and more people to come in.
"oh yeah, i forgot i still have to be your poster child," i laugh. ashlyn and carlos are already out on the dance floor, having the time of their lives while he waits for seb to arrive.
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unknown
are you almost here?
just parked
meet me by the punch bowl??
actually this time lol
took a selfie on my way in
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LMAO
god, i love her. wait, shit-- NO. i didn't mean it like that!! you know what i meant. i'm not in love with her. you already know how i feel about love, and that's not what this is. i just like her a lot. which is already a lot for me to admit.
i make my way over to the punch bowl, filling up a tiny plastic cup with red punch as i wait for her. there are a few other people over here, just hanging out and enjoying the fun. while i'm waiting for my date, i see none other than nini salazar-roberts. the thing is, she's wearing the same dress as my date is. that's weird. what are the odds? she doesn't make eye contact with me at first, she just stands there on her phone.
"what are you doing, nina?" i ask.
"waiting for my date, richard," she says, finally looking at me while pulling her hair back off of her shoulders. that's when i see the tiny white sticker on her dress. seventeen.
