You tell Steve that you are fine with your clothes and you both walk in together. Marie had already gone with her friends, and you and steve walk to your first class. You sit down next to each other. In front of you sat the, what used to be, football players now sporting a cheerleading outfit. You giggle a little and one turns to you and glares at you. Atleast that hasnt changed, you think to yourself. As class gets overwith you walk outside and see posters for the upcoming homecoming game. Which can only mean one thing, a dance.
"OO, i knew that was coming soon, but not this soon," steve squeels behind you. "hey, wanna go dress shopping with me tomarrow, I know marie will take you!" he says.
"Um I dont know, this will be my first dance." you say coming up with an excuse not to go dress shoping.
"Oh come on, it will be fun." he says, and somehow convinces you.
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