"The reservations are booked, after the dance on Saturday we can go right there and stay for a few nights." Elle grins, checking the final boxes in her notebook.
"Do you think you'll get asked this week?" I smile.
"Hmm." Elle twirls her hair, "Pretty sure."
I smile to myself and pull out my phone, quickly moving my thumbs over the keyboard and sending a quick text to Jared.
"Hey E, let's go to the park."
She raises an eyebrow, "Why do you want to go to the park?"
I shrug, "I don't know."
"Well, I have to stop somewhere quick and then we can go. You're coming right?"
I nod, reaching down with one hand into my pocket to check my phone again. Funny, he usually answers right away.
Turning, I grab my bag and walk with Elle from the apartments to the car.
My phone buzzes.
I swear it's in my hand and I'm opening the message within two seconds of the vibration. What can I say? I'm a teenager.
Parker: Can we meet somewhere and talk?
I smile to myself and type out a reply, "Elle, where are we going?"
"Stopping at the mall quick. Not for work, I just need to talk to someone quickly."
I raise an eyebrow.
"I'll tell you after." She says and I nod, curiously.
Alexa: meet at the mall in ten?
Parker: see you then
Ten minutes later we're pulling into the parking lot. The whole time Elle is smiling away. Did someone put something in her drink this morning or what?
I shake my head, it's probably just my usual pessimistic outlook on life acting up again.
We walk up to the large doors, "Hey!" I smile seeing Parker sitting over in the corner of the food court. He looks adorable as usual, today in light brown khaki shorts and a Nike sweatshirt.
"What's up?" I smile and pull out the seat across from him.
"So." He grins at me, "Homecoming is coming up."
Oh god.
And for once I thought I could get through the day without fear of my heart jumping out of my freaking chest.
"It is." I agree, "Have you asked anyone yet?"
"No. I'm planning on it though."
I hide a smile, "Who were you thinking of asking?"
"I wonder." His eyes twinkle, "I just wanted to make sure she wasn't planning on saying yes to anyone else so I don't look like a dumbass when I ask."
I chuckle, "I don't think that'll be a problem."
"Good." His knee bumps into mine and I blush, looking down.
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