Chapter Twenty One

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They had asked for volunteers of kids who had good grades to help decorate for homecoming and I decided to help.

As I was walking through the halls back to the gym I bumped into peter.
He had a hall pass and his face seemed to light up when he saw me.

"Oh uh- Hey,"
Peter said
"Hey."
I said and you could feel the awkwardness just lingering in the air

"I thought you had calculus fifth period."
Peter said looking down at his hall pass

Wait how does he know my schedule
"Yeah, I was just doing some... homecoming stuff."

Peter took a step forward and cleared his throat
"Hey, look, I, uh... I just wanted to apologize for being so weird earlier... I had this thing I wanted to do but I saw you with flash and got scared."

"It's fine. I didn't think you were being too weird"
I said and Peter looked up at me and then down at his hall pass

"No, I- well- this isn't where I wanted to ask this but um... do you want to be my.. my girlfriend?"
Peter asked and I smiled
"Sure.."
I said and Peter looked at me shocked but happy

"You do?"
Peter asked, still in shock. I nodded and giggled

"You're terrible at this relationship stuff"
Peter smiled and looked down
"Yeah.. in my defense you were my first and second kiss and now my first girlfriend"

We shared a little awkward moment. But cute awkward

"Now your third kiss"
I said then stepped closer and kissed him softly on the lips.

I stepped back and I noticed he was blushing.

P: "I-I got to get to class, but, um, I'd say we should hang out, but I'm gonna be in detention for a lot..."

Y/n: "Uh-huh."

P: "... a lot longer today... but, um. You don't have any friends you going with to homecoming... do you?"

Y/n "Actually no I-I was waiting for the right person to ask me "

I looked down then back up. Peter took a deep breath and started to fidget with his hall pass again
"Uh, do you want to go with me?"

"Yeah. Sure."
I said and bit my bottom lip

"Really? I mean, uh, great. Cool."
Peter said excited then tried to act cool

Peter started to walk away from me then noticed he was going the wrong way

"I'm actually going that way."
He said and went the other way

CarryingPeter walks past Me. I turned around to watch him go then I saw he had a huge grin across his face.

I gossiped to the girls in the gym that I had a date to homecoming and now a boyfriend.

The girls insisted on changing his name on my phone. We all laughed and gossiped about more while decorating the gym.

Once we finished we were allowed to go home.
I had no dress.
I went dress shopping with my extra time and found the most beautiful and most perfect dress for homecoming.

I tried it on and couldn't stop staring at myself in the mirror.
"Miss I was wondering where your parents are to pay for such a pricey dress"
One of the workers said as I walked out with the dress
I turned to the worker
"Um let's see... last time I saw my parents they were in a graveyard... I think they're still there"

The worker looked at me with a blank stare.
She cleared her throat and put on a fake smile
"I'm sure you don't have enough to pay for that. So I'd have to ask you to leave"

I sighed.
I grabbed my wallet out of my pants and handed the lady a credit card
"Ya think this will do?"

The lady chuckled and took me to the front desk. She put my dress into a bag and as I walked out I made it hail over their shop.
Whoops...

I brought the dress home then that's when the nerves started to kick in.

I looked at the time and saw it was past time the rest of the students wouldn't gotten out of class.
I wanted to text peter to see if he was as nervous as me but I decided not to.

Homecoming was in a few hours so I had to get ready as soon as possible.

I started doing my makeup then put on my dress and did my hair.

I slipped on my shoes and as I went to leave I looked at my suit bracelets.
I didn't want to bring them but I had to. They're bulky so I just leave them in my bag.

I stood by the door checking if I had anything else I forgot before peter came to pick me up.

There was a knock at the door so I opened it.

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