INTEGRITY CODE.

Chapter 13. Be My Date.

Tracy's POV.

I got served and quickly followed Mercy. I didn't want to be anywhere near Allan Michael.
"Just keep on moving and don't look back." I whispered to Mercy. Then she looked back. She took a good look at Allan Michael behind me and smiled. Literary blushing.
"Er, I'll head over there and leave you two to er..," she was making this both difficult and embarrassing, "..talk."
Great, nice move there, talk-about-what?, I eyed her. She eyed me back. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She finished and hurried off. That alone almost knocked me off balance. I held my posture though.

I slowly turned around and eyed him. He was smirking.

"What do you want?" I started off cold. I knew I had no reason to be angry. I should have been nice infact, owing to the fact that he was a wanted target and that some approximately ten students in this hall could strike anytime, anywhere.

"Let's find a bench first." He said. With his free hand he hooked in mine and led me further to the less occupied seats. With my free hand I held onto my plate. I wasn't going to spill it. We walked to the lonelier end of cafeteria. There were benches not occupied. Each one city consisted of to seats opposite each other and a large table in between. The bench could occupy a maximum of ten, five on either side. I took time to check the area. It was a bit dark, the perfect place to smoke, or worse waste food on a food fight.

There were benches still empty but he chose the one with some junior students. They were in the middle of a discussion, probably an assignment they had to present later. He didn't even have to look at them, the moment he sat all the others rose and left. Poor fellows. I didn't get it. Were they preserving this bench for us or did they just find it appropriate to leave we seniors? Either way I was glad they left. I may have to warn him in advance to watch his back.

"May I now know?" I asked. I didn't like the tone I was using on him. But then again I didn't like him tugging me along from my bestie to thus lonely place just because he wanted to sit with someone.

"I just thought I should sit with you today, you know, eat together."

"You could have simply joined me and my friends at the Table Five. Its much better than this...," I stopped looking for the right word, "...indesignated table." Gustering to the bench.
This just earned a chuckle from him. Great, now I was entertaining him.

"You know, you should join the theatre. As a standup comedian. People would love you plus you'd earn a lot performing too." He said. He dared say. It must be the highest form of sarcasm.
"Me? In a theatre? Performing? As a comedian?" I said, words accompanied by guesters. "Nice try but no thanks. I don't need theatre lights to prove my bright future as a performer."

"You know its not that hard. Really. I used to be in the theatre sometime ago. I wrote and recited poems. You just have to picture yourself performing, then go out there and perform." He said sweetly. He seemed like he used to enjoy himself performing.

"Then what happened? Any reason why you aren't in the theatre?" I asked, just out of curiosity.

He paused for a moment considering his words. He was deep in thought. He didn't want to reveal why so he just ended, "non whatsoever."

We ate in silence for the next few minutes then he broke the silence.
"There is a Prom coming in a week's time."

"Yeah. My friends are helping organise the event. They are almost through with decorations."

"Have you ever been to one? No offense but you don't look like the social one."

"It's alright," I started in my most polite nature, " I'm not accustomed to gatherings. Especially the loud noisy ones."

"This one is a bit different. There is a talent showcase, singing, dancing, poetry, art. Literally every form of talent. Then the last event is done by couples dancing under the disco Ball and the best crowned as Mr/Miss Prom that year."

"Sounds fun." I said shrugging.
He took both my hands and held them. It sent a strange feeling down my spine.

"I don't have a date."

"Huh!?" I could only reply shocked.

"Tracy, will you be my date next week?"

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