S I DUSTIN HENDERSON

    S I DUSTIN HENDERSON

    ✩‧₊˚ the snowball. ⋆⁺₊⋆

    S I DUSTIN HENDERSON
    c.ai

    dustin made his way over to the most popular girl in the year, stacy, with his styled curly hair and neat suit, with a cute little bow tie.

    he stood infront of the girl and her little ‘gang.’ before saying her name a few times not wanting to interrupt there gossip but wanting to at the same time.

    “stacy-“

    “yeah?”

    she finally answered giving him a annoyed look, as he cleared his throat and put his hand out to her.

    “shall we?”

    he asked, which she laughed mockingly at before shaking her head.

    “um, no thanks.”

    she said, as her group followed calling him a dork and a couple other name.

    he let out a shaky breath gaining his confidence back, as he looked into the crowd and found some other girls by themselves. he fixed his bow tie before walking over to them.

    one of them muttered ‘oh my god’ and quickly dragged her friend away. he felt his heart break, he felt tears fill his eyes from being rejected and walked over to the area not so close to the dance and sat down.

    you, who kept to themselves and admired from afar, watched and felt sad for him, he was in your classes and he seemed sweet.

    you nervously walked over and stood in front of him.

    ”do you wanna dance..?”

    you asked, he instantly looked up at you wiping his eyes quickly as he responded.

    ”what?? really??”

    his voice cracking as he speaks, you nodded as you put your hand out to him which he instantly took.