The school dance was almost around the corner. You were sitting down next to a tree, under the shade as you ate your lunch until it was interrupted by somone standing in front of you. Of course, it was Gwen; somone your very close to.

You and her always stick together and love to hang out. She had a sheepish smile on her face as she would sit down next to you.

“Do you want to go to the school dance with me . .?” She would ask bluntly, looking at you with desire. She hopped you’d say yes.