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- >You scratched your head in growing frustration over the math problems that were laid out before you.
- >Trig was proving to be a difficult nemesis to conquer. But you had to finish it before next class.
- >”Heya!”
- >You jumped in your seat at the cheery voice that cut through your headphones.
- >The voice came from a girl that had suddenly sat down across from you.
- >An actual real girl.
- >Everything about her exuded a cheerful energy.
- >Her bright blue eyes gleamed playfully as they watched you curiously.
- >Her mouth was curved into a warm smile highlighted with dark blue lipstick.
- >Her ponytail swished with each minute movement of her head, carrying the blissful scent of the girl's scented shampoo.
- >The lump in your throat is growing bigger with each passing second, an animistic urge beginning to whisper in your mind.
- >”Hellloooo?”
- >Your vision is blurred by a blue hand waving back and forth in your face.
- “Wh-huh?”
- >The girl covered her mouth with her hand and let out a bubbly giggle.
- >”You were really out of it there, dude!” She slid one of your worksheets around to face her. “Ugh, I can see why.” She sticks her tongue out and flips the paper back towards you.
- >Your mind was still trying to catch up to the reality that a girl as pretty as here was actually acknowledging you, much less talking to you.
- “I-...Can I help you?”
- >”Wanna go to prom with me?”
- >Kernel Panic - not syncing: Unable to mount brain.
- >Any coherent words you tried to form automatically die in your throat as you stammered out a verbal seizure.
- “I-I-I-you-I-you-we-the-duh...Uh.”
- >The girl rests her chin on her hands and giggles.
- >”Took ya by surprise, huh?”
- >Eventually, you managed to stop gawking and take a deep breath.
- “We-I mean. I-...I don’t even know your name.”
- >The girl gasped and slapped her forehead “Oh! Right! Teehee! Sorry I’m, like, kinda nervous.” She twiddled a lock of her turquoise hair with a finger and let out a chuckle.
- >Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng.
- >She extended her free hand out, taking yours into a gentle shake.
- >Don’t sweat Don’t sweat Don’t sweat Don’t sweat.
- >The skin of her palms felt silky soft and divine against your trembling hand.
- >”I’m Sonata. Sonata Dusk. It’s super nice to meet ya!”
- “Anon. So...can I ask a question?”
- >Sonata hums and nods her head.
- “Why are you asking me to the prom?”
- >You gesture your confusion with your hands.
- “Y-you didn’t even know my name.”
- >”Hmm? Oh! You looked super lonely sittin over here and I wanted a date to the prom. Pluuuuussss-”
- >Sonata tapped the table with manicured fingers as she hid a bashful smile underneath her sweater. ”I also thought you were kinda cute.”
- >You? Cute?
- >After being dumbstruck by her confession, you peer around the library for any hints of shenanigans.
- >Your eyes fell upon a table at the other end of the building, with two girls who watched your interaction expectantly.
- >One was orange with large, orange flowing locks that threatened to swallow the chair she sat in.
- >The other was purple and sported twin-tails highlighted by a neon green.
- >As soon as they felt noticed, they quickly turned their heads away.
- >Sonata leaned over in her chair to bring your attention back to her beaming face.
- >”Anywaaay I just thought this would be, y’know like, a great way to get to know each other!”
- >The way she expressed so vigorously with her hands when she talked was adorable.
- >Her eyes flicked nervously over your face as she anxiously waited for your answer.
- >You were probably just as anxious if not more so than she was.
- >You gave Sonata your best attempt at a warm smile and nodded.
- “Sure. I’d like that.”
- >Sonata's face lit up with a wide smile as she clapped her hands and bounced in her seat.
- “YAAAY OHMIGOSH I-”
- >Her outburst is cut short by a chorus of hushes from scattered groups of students around the library.
- >Sonata clamped her hands over her mouth as she tried to shrink into herself, eyes frantically scanning the crowd of annoyed glares focused on her.
- >Once the glares had subsided, Sonata hid her mouth behind her sleeves as a rosy tint washed over her cheeks.
- >”-I’m so excited. Yay.” She whispered.
- >You can’t help but smile at her antics, your confidence given a mild boost at this turn of events.
- “So what now?”
- >Sonata leaned over the table with her arms outstretched towards you. “Gimme your phone!”
- >You took your phone out of your pocket and placed it into her waiting hands.
- >After a moment, she had added her phone number to your contacts, as well as every other social media she could think of.
- >”There ya go! Now we can talk all the time!” She shook her fists and quietly squealed. “Oooh I’m so excited!”
- >Before you can share your excitement with Sonata, the bell clamored and echoed throughout the room, signalling that it was time for class.
- >Sonata stood up from her chair and waved. “I gotta go, Anon. Text me!”
- >She giggled before she skipped away towards a table that those other girls were sitting at.
- >The twin-tailed one looked at you with a sly smile on her face and gave you a knowing wink.
- >You leaned back in your chair and took a deep breath.
- >...
- >...
- >Tonight was the night.
- >You’d mentally prepared yourself for this night for the last two months.
- >This had been the first time you felt the urge to dress so...distinguished.
- >Elated at the prospect of their son finally having a date, your parents chipped in to buy you a rental suit for the night.
- >Your hands trembled as they adjusted your cuffs for the umpteenth time.
- >Dress shirt is clear of any wrinkles and stains.
- >Breath is sufficiently crescent fresh.
- >Better pop another piece of gum in to make sure.
- >You unwrap another stick and add it to the growing mass that was being rolled around in your teeth.
- >As you chewed the wad, visions unfolded in your mind of how you imagined the night would go.
- >Crowded in a stuffy dance hall, surrounded by classmates who never gave you a notice any other day.
- >A DJ playing top 20 songs who was either an eager student trying to make a name for themselves or someone who was getting paid with the buffet leftovers.
- >The thought of being in a situation that was so out of your element made you squirm uncomfortably.
- >But the mental image that helped steel yourself for it all was comforting; Sonata.
- >School days had proven to be a lot less dull now that Sonata tagged along with you during any free time.
- >Nights were spent texting each other into the wee hours in the morning.
- >Any initial hesitation you had was swept away as you felt yourself grow closer to the girl. It stirred a warm feeling in your heart to think about her.
- >A couple weeks ago, Sonata had sent a picture of the dress she planned on wearing.
- >A dark red dress adorned with sequins that flowed down to ankle length.
- >Your requests to see her in the dress were playfully denied each time.
- >She teased that you weren’t allowed to see her in it yet, that it would spoil the fun.
- >You took a deep breath as you stood up straighter, eager to make yourself as presentable as possible for your date.
- >...
- >...
- >It’s getting late.
- >She said she’d be here half an hour ago.
- >You check your past texts with her to make sure you didn’t read them wrong.
- >The last one she sent was this morning.
- >”Heya cutie! Cant wait 4 tonite! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3”
- >She might just be running late.
- >Despite having very little experience with girls, you were very much aware of the exorbitant amount of time it took them to get ready.
- >Still, you’d hoped she would at least text you if she was running late.
- >You flexed your feet to stave away the growing ache in them.
- >...
- >...
- >Maybe she was in an accident?
- >Another half hour had passed before your dad offered for you to come back inside and wait for her with a drink.
- >You sat at the dining table from an angle that gave you a full view of the kitchen window into the front.
- >You sigh wistfully as you watched the empty street continue to darken as the sun fell as low as your hopes.
- >Suddenly your phone rattled over the table, and your heart skipped a beat at the noise.
- >Even before it finished its buzzing, the phone was already in your hand as you frantically swiped the screen open.
- >It was a text.
- >From Sonata.
- >You can’t help but sweat and tremble as you opened your phone and tapped the text message open.
- >”Forgot to pick u up LOL! u really think id go 2 prom with u??? Chile!”
- >Another notification popped up into view, alerting you of a snapchat you received.
- >Also from Sonata.
- >You opened the app and tapped her picture open.
- >Pic related.
- >Another text is sent after the photo.
- >”Soz not soz!! LOL stay mad simp”
- >...
- >The phone slid out of your hand onto the tabletop as you tried to comprehend what just happened.
- >This was a prank all along?
- >Two months of spending time with you at school, eating lunch, doing homework together, flirtatious gestures and texts; all for a prank?
- >Confusion, disappointment, doubt filled your mind.
- >But at the same time, your brain signals a slight sliver of relief.
- >At least you were spared a night of having to deal with being in a loud, cramped room filled with teens trying to hide the fact that they drank beforehand.
- >Honestly, you were kind of impressed at the dedication.
- >From the short time you’d known her, she came off as a bit of a ditz.
- >Pulling something like this must have taken some patience.
- >With a heavy sigh you rose from your seat at the table, kicked your dress shoes off and headed back to your room.
- >You would have preferred to have gone with her purple sister anyway.
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