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Lyla's POV
"Here." Sam says as he appears at my locker before he shoves a pack of chapsticks in my hands
"Thanks?" I say but it comes out as more of a question
"Rachel asked me to prom...she told me my lips were cute." He says with a shrug
"Rachel asked you to prom?" I ask, trying not to let my disappointment show
"Yeah." He says before he looks into my eyes
"I...I said no, by the way." He assures me causing a small smile to form on my face
"Well, you should keep these. Keep your lips looking cute." I say with a small laugh as I hand him the chapstick
"Who are you going to prom with then, Lucky Charm?" He asks
"No ones asked me yet. You?" I ask
"I'm not going prom, not with all that's going on with my family, sorry if you, uh, wanted me to...ya know, ask you..?" He says but it comes out as more of a question
"I understand." I nod with a sympathetic smile even if I did really want him to come to prom, I really did understand
"I could come to the motel that night if you want. We can look after Stevie and Stacey together?" I ask and he shakes his head at me
"I wouldn't want to ruin your night." He says
"It wouldn't ruin my night!" I insist with a smile
"It would ruin my night if I was there without someone I really cared about. But I totally understand you, if you don't want to go, it's cool." I say
"I'd love to go to prom with you, but I wouldn't be able to afford a nice dinner or anything and I'd want it to be special." He says
"Well if you did ask me to prom, we could eat at my house or something. I just like spending time with you." I say with a big smile
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