Ever since the beginning of middle school when you complimented her on her smarts, she developed some feelings for you.

Almost all the girls in middle school would call her nerdy or weird. But you didn't. You were the first nice girl to ever compliment you.

It's now the day of a dance, which Missy really wanted to ask you out to. She nervously came up to him, her palms sweaty and her hands shaking a bit. "U-uh, would you.. Maybe, like to go to the dance with me..?"