Forgetting Archer ✔

Chapter 4

"Aren't you excited for the dance Saturday night?" Cora asked as we exited the school the other day.

I averted my eyes to her taking in her excited state. She had already done her blonde hair in a curly state, obviously ready for the fun night planned that I sadly, will be missing.

"I wouldn't know. I won't be there," I said with no emotion whatsoever and continued to walk.

"Wait. But you promised you would go to this one," she pouted crossing her arms.

"Well, I don't know. My parents are sending me to New Jersey this weekend to stay until the NYPD has found the murderer," I explained bitterly accepting the fact the more I mentioned it.

"What? That's awful. What about me?" She gasped. "What about graduation?"

"Again, I have no idea. All I know is that I have to go. Dad's practically forcing me," I clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. 

"Maybe they just want some alone time. If you know what I mean. Your dad's pretty irresistible. You're lucky he's married," she smirked devilishly.

"First of all, ew. Secondly, I think they've had enough 'alone time' because a few months from now, there will be a new member of the family. Psht, or members," I explained to her and she gasped again.

"OH MY GOD!!" She screamed over dramatically and jolting me along with our schoolmates close by. 

"Aye, easy on the eardrums," I frowned with a small pout as I watched her jump up and down like a kid on Christmas day.

I seriously don't get why she's getting all excited...

"I don't know why I'm happy but I just am. What about you?" She asked curiously and I sighed telling her all that happened last night. "Oh," she hissed as we got to the parking lot.

"Well, is your 'mystery guy' taking you to the dance?" I changed the subject quickly.

She blushed. "I don't know. He hasn't talked to me yet. We had a fight some time ago," she said.

"Are you ever going to tell me who it is? Or is he just imaginary?" I asked, chuckling and she shook her head.

"Oh, no he's very much real," she assured me confidently and I shook my head laughing.

This girl.

I looked around and spotted my driver standing by the car in a black and white suit attire. "See you, love," I told her before she waved, left and I began jogging to the car.

"Debbie!" 

I turned around immediately and was shocked to see Aaron jogging towards me in a white T-shirt with grey denim jeans, his brown hair sleekly brushed back.

"Hi?" I more likely asked stopping to turn to him.

"Hey. Sorry to interrupt you... but. I wanted to ask you something. I was wondering if you would go to the dance with me on Saturday? That is if you're going though," he asked sweetly and I stared at him flabbergasted.