"It is the east, and Juliet is the sun."

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Later that night, Alastor sent me a text asking me to meet him in the school theater before school started.

"You're lucky you're cute," I mumbled with a smile as I agreed to meet him there. I knew I would have to get up extra early, but if he was going to ask me to prom, then it would be worth it.

The theater was dark when I entered and my footsteps echoed off the walls as I walked down the isle to the front row. There was a hand written sign saying "Sit here" in the middle seat. Raising an eyebrow, I took a seat and waited for the mystery show to start. 

Almost imediately, a single spotlight appeared on stage, highlighting a somber looking Alastor. He took a deep breath before launching into a monologue, 

"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?

It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!"

To his credit, I would never have been able to remember all those lines. I appaulded him, saying, "Romeo and Juliet?"

Alastor grinned, sitting down on the edge of stage, "I don't memorize Shakespeare for the fun of it,"

"Then why memorize it now?" I gave him a small smile of his own.

"For you, of course," Alastor replied, "(Y/N), would you go to prom with me?"

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