Player Meets Weirdo | ✔️

Chapter 19| Privacy Children, Privacy

*fast forward a couple months*

"I'm not going to that." I say, looking at Casey.

"If he asks you, you're going." She says, picking up the tube of mascara.

"No I'm not." I fold my arms across my chest.

"If you say no, it'll break his heart."

"If he really loves me, he'll understand."

"And if you really love him, you'll go anyway to make him happy."

Dang it.

She's got a point.

I groan, "You're right, I will."

"I know you better than you know yourself."

"Shut up."

She just smiles and blows me a kiss before going back to her makeup.

***

During the last period of the day, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and reply. It's Blake.

After another forty-five minutes of being bored to death, the bell rings. I start packing up my things so I can get out of there as soon as possible.

I really don't like school if you couldn't tell.

Oh they could tell.

Screw you.

That's not possible. I'm your conscience.

Right.

I walk out of the classroom and go to my locker. I put my things in my bag before walking out of the school and towards Blake's car.

There's no one there when I get there.

"Blake?" No response.

If he jumps out and scares me, I swear.

I won't actually do anything.

"Blake?" I call again.

Just as I'm about to get my phone out to text him, Blake leaps over his car.

He falls on the ground, holding his leg. "That didn't go as planned!"

"Baby, are you ok?"

"No! I'm in pain!" He groans. I help him up off the ground

"That didn't go as planned." He pouts.

"Well, how was it supposed to go?"

"We I was supposed to jump over the car and land like a boss and then ask you to prom an–" He pauses, realizing what he said.

"Ask me to what?"

"Uh, nothing." He shakes his head. "Ask you nothing."

"Baby. What is it?"