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Sasha's P. O. V.

The dance was coming, and it was coming fast. 

Before I knew it, it was the evening before Homecoming.

For reasons I didn't know, a case of nervous butterflies hit.

The girls were over at my house. I'd already told them about my date with Alex, they'd all given me sad smiled when I finished. I just sighed, and snorted when Ava said that he actually really liked me, and that he wasn't like the other guys out there. But I already knew that. 

Somewhere, something in me told me that he was the one. My forever.

But as the case happens to be with someone like me, I totally ignored that part of me. I'd decided to just...not think about it too much.

It was just easier said than done.

I found myself longing and aching to be with him every moment.

I missed his smile, and the way his hands went through his hair, and his eyes......

God, I knew I'd hurt him, just I had no idea how much.

But for the time being, I wanted to concentrate on the dance.

I wanted to have an amazing time then. I wanted it to be one of the best nights in my life. A night I'd forget about how sick I was, and rather just enjoy.

So I smiled as I pictured the 6 of us all laughing and dancing together, marking the night as one of the last times we'd be together, and one of the nights we sealed our friendship.

I directed my attention to the present. The girls in my room.

Ava was 'rehearsing' her eye makeup she was to wear tomorrow, and Trish and Audrey were making piggy faces and twisting weird expressions, trying to make Ava laugh.

I gotta admit, sometimes I felt that we were just 10-year old souls stuck in a grown up body.

Shit, I was gonna miss them, seeing that homecoming was the last night we'd spend at the school together, then everyone was going to get whisked off to college.

Uggghhhh.....when had I become this sort of person whose thoughts were only SAD??? AND PHILOSOPHICAL??

I shook my head, trying to clear my head.

I took out my phone, wanting to just talk to him.

My fingers hovered over 'call' in Alex's profile. 

Ah, get it over it, I thought as I hit that button.

Alex's P. O. V.

I was at Cole's house when my phone rang. I'd gone there to just do something. I had to take my mind off.....things.

I'd told Cole about the date, and rather than sneering or something, he'd just nodded, like he understood. I prayed to god he did.

And the next moment, my phone had buzzed, and I almost dropped it when I saw her name printed on the caller's id.

Cole gave me a knowing smile, and slipped into the kitchen to 'grab something to eat'.

I picked it up, and her voice came through, and it made something in me flutter. "Hey."

I grinned and said, "Miss me already?"

I could feel her smile through the line.

"How are you, Sasha?" I ask, my tone now more concerned.

Silence for 2 seconds.

"I'm.......fine".

I could feel her hesitation.

I let out a breathy laugh. "Sure you are".

I hear her chuckle.

"So. To what do I owe the pleasure of this conversation to?"

She replies after a breath. "Umm....nothing, I just umm....I wanted to confirm.....if you remember about the.....dance tomorrow."

What?

"Wha-of course I remember....." I say. After a second, I add, "how could I not? I'm going with the most beautiful girl in the school."

Sasha's P. O. V.

Most beautiful.

I almost choked. 

Seriously? That's what he thought?

If anyone else had said it,I would've laughed and snorted at it. But the way Alex said it, it felt.....true. Real.

And so I blushed. Redder than a rose, and unable to say anything for a while.

He coughed, and I remembered he was there.

I cleared my throat, still flustered. "I-umm- thanks....that's one of the best things anyone has ever said to me." And I mean it.

I feel his smile. 

We talked for a while then, mostly about the dance, narrowly avoiding the most important thing, my surgery.

It felt like it was a veil over my bond with everyone. 

Except with.....Alex.

I felt like he didn't actually mind......I mean...it was like he just wanted to be there for me, despite my....condition.

And it felt really good, knowing that I had someone to talk to, someone who didn't mind being with me through it all.

It made me feel special. And wanted.

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A/N-

K, so.....I know this ain't too god a chapter, but...here goes nothing!!

And sorry for the delay...EXAMS COMING UP IN LESS THAN A WEEK!!

WISH ME LUCK😬😬







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