Chapter 2 Prom Date

I sat down on one of the chairs with my lunch tray between my hands. Quickly, I placed my tray on the table and began eating the 6 slices of pizza that I spoiled myself with.

Yes, I was starving, and I needed something to boost my energy and mood again because classes were draining! Especially now that the finals are coming...

Not to mention I ate a soccer ball this morning, I lost 4 brain cells.
I can still feel my face clenched...

By the time I was done eating the third slice, a friendly figure sat down in front of me with his own lunch tray. Unlike mine that was full of junk, Zoey likes to stay on her healthy diet and brought herself a home-made salad and a sandwich, with her secret recipe.

I'm not implying that she's obsessed with her appearance, but Zoey just likes to stay fit. Especially since she's like a beginner influencer and a blogger. She has more than 4000 followers on social media and, as I mentioned before, she's popular.

Me? I'm just happy with my 137.
Despite all the common interests me and Zoey share, we are quite the opposite to each other. But that's the secret to our long-lasting friendship.

"So, I was thinking that maybe tomorrow I could come over to your house and have a movie marathon." she started off while opening her salad container. "My parents are going out on this family/relative thing and Emma's inviting her boyfriend over. Surely, I don't want to be there when they start remaking a budgeted version of fifty shades..." she cringed.

Zoey has an older sister that's in her early twenties. And before you can wonder, Emma and I are not that friendly. I don't really know much about her, actually. You know, college students...

"Sure! There's actually this new movie on Netflix, we should totally check it out." I spoke through the food that was inside my mouth and couldn't help but laugh when I saw Zoey looking at me in disgust.

And yet, before I could swallow the third pizza that was stuffed in my mouth, someone sat down to my right all of a sudden.


Confused, I turned my head quickly to see who it was. And that was when I caught none other than the famous, Liam Willis.


I might want to say, I choked on my food.
How many times do I have to die today?!
"Jeez, Mad dog! When are you going to learn that food won't run out?!" Liam commented, teasing me while grabbing Zoey's bottle of water and opening it for me.


I coughed aggressively for a couple of times, and I felt my face turning red. And when I finally recovered from my shock, I took the bottle from him and gulped in some of my dear precious life.
I let out a sigh before I looked at him. "Once you learn that you should stop startling me," I replied with a little bit of sass.

He let out a chuckle and when I glanced at Zoey, I saw her trying to hold her laugh. I sent her an ice-cold glare.

Yes, my soul trying to escape my body is always an amusing thing to watch.


"So Maddie..." Liam called my name, which instantly made me look back at him. Somehow, my heart softened.


Wait, my name's Maddie, right?
"Um... I actually came to ask you something," he informed, and suddenly my expectations jumped high.

Oh my God! Is he going to ask me to prom?!
Oh god, is this really happening?!
Shit, I haven't washed my hair in two days! And what's that smell? Is it me?!

Did I forget to put deodorant on?!

"Can you help me out with biology?! We kinda have the test next week and my grade kinda counts on it." he let out a breath that he was holding. And all of a sudden I heard a snort from next to me.

Of course, he needs my help with biology !
Sending another glare towards Zoey, I gave Liam a fake smile and replied, "Sure..."
"Great! Does Friday sound good? My place?"
"Yeah of course..."

"Awesome! You're the best!" he punched my arm playfully before getting up and leaving. And yet the second he got far enough, Zoey burst out.


"Gurl, you're in a deep friend zone," she said with laughter, only to make me sigh and drop my head at the table with a thud.
Which was probably not a good idea because now I have a face full of pizza.


I groaned and pulled myself back up before grabbing a napkin and wiping my face miserably. However, Zoey just laughed even more.

"Kill me now, please..."

A few moments passed and when Zoey finally calmed down, she wiped her tears and sighed. "Don't get sad, Maddie. You can go with me and George," she stated while going back to her salad. And yet once she registered what she had just said, she froze.


"George?!" I snapped and widened my eyes at her. "You got a date?!"

"It's nothing-"


"What do you mean by nothing?! Zoey we were going together!" I complained, feeling betrayed.
"I know, I'm sorry! He's just so sweet and nice and smart and handsome, I couldn't say no!" she explained, making me gag and roll my eyes.
"I can't believe you..." I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest. Today is officially the worst day ever!


"Maddie, I'm so sorry. But put yourself in my shoes! If Liam asked you wouldn't you go?"
I looked at her through the corner of my eyes, trying not to fall into her trap. "No! Yes. Maybe..."
"You see!"

I sighed, giving in. "Okay, fine! But you owe me slushies!" I demanded, at which she instantly nodded.


"Well? When did he ask you?" I leaned forward and questioned curiously.


"At chemistry. Second period." she blushed. "He made a chemical proposal and asked me."

I don't know if I mentioned this before, but Zoey loves chemistry just as much as she loves socks! She's going to be a chemist one day.


I, on the other hand, my favorite subject is lunch. And biology, of course!
Cough.

"Awe! He's so adorable!" I couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. "I'm happy for you."
George happens to be Zoey's study buddy and lab partner. He has tan skin, curly brown hair and matching brown eyes. I know him for a nerdy kinda guy and I never thought that he would have a thing for Zoey or vice versa. But you never know love!


Beats me, at least...

"Believe me, the last thing I'm thinking about right now is a prom date!"
That and toe food. Who the hell labels food as toes?!


And with that, the whole prom conversation ended, and we started talking about other things.
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After a couple of more hours, classes finally found their end and people started making their way towards the parking lot, excited about leaving the prison, known as high school.


I stood outside the school's gate and watched as cars, motorbikes and bicycles left the school's property. If you're wondering, no. I don't have a car. And that is because I suck at driving.


Apparently, those orange triangle things that get placed on the floor in a driving test, were not supposed to be driven over like checkpoints.
That and because I ran over three dolls.


"Don't even dream about driving" the instructor said before kicking me out of the car. I just don't get what's the big deal. I was doing great!


I started walking around a few steps waiting for Cody-aka my annoying big brother-to make an appearance. He's always been the one to drive me to school before heading off to college and picking me up after finishing. But yet sometimes, he gets caught up with stuff, I get to walk back home.


My house is like 20 exhausting minutes away. Not to mention that I have an allergy to exercising...


Let's not hope this is one of the times.


Frustrated, I grabbed my phone from my pocket and started calling him. And when he didn't answer, I went and texted him.

Me, 3:16 P. M.


Where th r u?!


I've been waiting for 15


minutes!

I few long minutes passed, and I was slowly starting to get impatient. But thankfully, I managed to get a text back eventually.

PERSONAL DRIVER, 3:19 P.M.


Sorry cant pick u up.


Dealing with a 
situation...

I rolled my eyes, letting out a breath.
Great! Exactly what I need right now.

With one last eye roll, I put my phone inside my pocket and started walking home.

About 20 minutes later, I unlocked the front door of my house with my keys and entered furiously. I kicked off my shoes and threw my bag off my shoulders and held it with my hand instead.

"Madison?" I heard my mom call probably from the kitchen, making sure I was the one who entered.

"Yeah!" I replied with an exhausting sigh before dragging my numb feet towards the kitchen.

However, when I passed by the living room, I caught a person sitting on the sofa and minding his own business with headphones on his head and a controller between his hands. You guessed it, playing a fortnite.


I felt my face turn red and steam come out of my ears before I ran towards him and snatched the headphones away.

"Dealing with a situation?!" I yelled in disbelief, making him jump in surprise and look at me terrifyingly for a moment.


"I am!" Cody reasoned, pointing at the TV with his controller.

"You made me walk all the way here!" I yelled madly that I was one second from shoving the control down his throat.


"You could use some exercise." he shrugged before taking back the headphones from me.

I took a deep breath and counted til 10, trying to calm myself. But when I grew angrier, I found myself reaching for a pillow and hitting his stupid face with all my power.

"I know right!" She grinned like a clown. "You should've seen everyone in class. Even Mr. Chris was clapping."


I smiled at her before going back to my pizzas.

"But hey, don't lose hope, you'll find a date. And like you said, there's still a month til prom," she informed me as I formed a flat line with my lips while nodding.

He fell backwards on the sofa, which gave me the chance to attack him more with pillow slaps while he tried to get a hold of me. Unfortunately, he did.

He pushed me off and went next to him on the sofa before taking away my pillow and starts hitting me as well. I tried to reach for another one and kept on fighting both ways. Yet that was when we heard a yell.

"Hey! Stop it, or I'll beat both of your asses!" all of a sudden, mom entered the room wearing an apron and a pair of gloves. She gave us both dreadful glares which could probably cause us nightmares for a week.


"She started it!" Cody yelled in defence, backing away, causing me to gasp in disbelief.

"He made me walk all the way home because he's playing that freaking game!" I shot back, earning a stern look.


"Well, it's not my fault you failed your driving test."

"Well, it's not my fault dad failed to pull out and had you!"

"Madison!" my mom shouted in shock. I glanced at her only to see her eyes widen astoundingly. "I can't believe you!"


I couldn't help rolling my eyes before standing up. However, Cody dared to smirk at me. I gave him an ice-cold glare.

Before the lecture could begin, I quickly picked up my bag from the floor and headed straight towards the door before going directly up the stairs, to my bedroom. And once I got in, I slammed the door shut.


Could this day get any worse?!
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Three hours later.
I was sitting on my bed, catching up with homework and assignments when, all of a sudden, my phone vibrated.


I ignored it, concluding it might be some game notifying me or a Chrome advertisement about how to prevent getting bald. But after a few more seconds, it vibrated again.

I took my eyes off of my laptop and glanced at it suspiciously for a moment before grabbing it and checking it out.


2 text messages. I read.

Maybe Zoey...


Quickly, I unlocked my phone and scrolled down the notification bar only to see that I got 2 messages from Liam. At that, I jumped with shock, almost sending my laptop flying across the other side of the room.

Oh my god! He texted me! HE FREAKING TEXTED ME!


JSBWJUEBHQKALMZBXGHWLWL!!!

Shit, I think I'm going to faint...

Just calm down! It's just a text! It's not like he proposed to me or something. Or bought us a house by the beach and had 3 children, two boys and a girl. Or adopt a dog and name it sushi because I'm suddenly craving some. Or watched our children going away for college and getting married. Or saw our grandchildren for the first time. Or even die together and go to heaven. Just chill!


What am I saying? Not even hell will accept me!

LIAM. 6:37 P.M

Hey there

What r u doing?

Oh my God! He's asking what I'm doing!!!


Okay, tell him you're studying for the finals-No, wait! We don't want to sound nerdy! Tell him you're watching a movie. Yes! Just play it cool.

ME. 6:39 P. M.


I'm cool. U?

I'm cool?! What are you? A refrigerator?!

Ugh! Why don't you take me already?!


I groaned before I went to hit myself with a pillow. But before I could yell at it, my phone vibrated again.


I took a deep breath before I went to check it.

LIAM. 6:39P.M

I'm hot😏

Yeah, you are!

Okay, this is a second chance. Just send a friendly emoji.

Me. 6:40 P. M


😛

Okay, not bad, huh?

A long minute passed as I looked impatient at the screen. He still hadn't seen it yet, so I decided to wait outside the chat to stay safe. Yet, just when I did, he started typing again

LIAM. 6:41 P. M


So I wanna ask you 


something.

Idk how to say it haha.

Is this it?! He's going to ask me to prom, right?! I mean, as far as I'm concerned, he hasn't asked anyone yet today, and he kinda turned down girls who did.


Maybe that's why he's nervous! Oh my god! He's gonna ask me out!!!!!!

ME. 6:41 P. M.


Just say it silly!👀

And there he was typing again...

LIAM. 6:41 P. M.


Okay...
About friday.


My house is kinda crowded.


Relatives coming over ans stuff.


Is it okay if I come over?


Of course it school related!
Ugh! I'm so stupid.

ME. 6:41 P. M.


Oh its okay.


We can go to the library.

LIAM. 6:42 P. M.


Ok see you then.
😘😘

With that, I groaned as I locked my phone and threw it at the opposite end of the bed.


I hate myself! No one will ever go to prom with me! No one will ever love me!


I took a moment to hate myself before I rolled my eyes and grabbed my laptop-going back to the only thing that I could do.


And so, I continued aggressively typing my essay with anger.

A couple of minutes later, I was in Google searching through articles that could help me with my research. Or even better, find an essay.

As I was going through one website to another and copying some paragraphs, I found myself clicking on the wrong link, only to get sent to multiple new tabs-one after the other.

I cursed under my breath as ads started to pop up. And by the time the tabs finally stopped coming, I started closing them one by one.

Yet, that was when I came across a black screen with bright colored neon sentences in cursive lighting on and off every second.

DreamBoy Co.


Want a temporary boyfriend?


Order yours now!

I read slowly while my eyebrows connect into one straight line. Underneath them was a green box that said; order now!.

I stared at the screen for a couple of seconds, tempted whether to click on the suspicious looking box and risk getting a virus or just closing the tab away.

However, there was something inside of me telling me to press it. Not my stomach.
And so, I dared to.

I was sent to a new tab. Only this one was bright and white with pastel colors decorating it. On each side of the screen was a cartoon drawn boy with quite opposite features. And in the middle, there were three pastel green boxes.

Order a dream boy.
Report a problem.
Contact us.

I raised my eyebrows. This website looked pretty much professional. Not hesitating, I bit my bottom lip, I clicked on the first box. Only for a new background to appear.

The boxes disappeared and instead, questions popped up with multiple choices, just like a quiz or something. I went to check them out.

The first 5 questions were about description-skin tone, hair color, eye color, height and age. I filled them out quickly.

The 6th question was actually the one that made me puzzle myself a bit. It was about characteristics. But unfortunately, I had to choose only one.

1) Intelligent.


2) Athletics.


3) Artistic.


4) Figure.


5) Delinquent.

I had a moment where I just sat there and thought about the choices. And since I couldn't choose all, I went along with the second one.

Lastly, the last question was: name, address, credit card information and occasion.

I typed in my name and address, and when I got to the card information I pursed my lips, debating if I should really trust this stupid website. I couldn't help but wonder if it was just a scam.

But if it's not, you'll finally get a date to prom!

Without a second thought, I typed in Cody's card numbers. That'll teach him.

Later on, I moved to the occasion box where I wrote' prom date 'with the date next to it. And when I finished, I clicked on the 'done' box that was at the end of the screen.

The screen went blank as it was loading. Yet suspiciously, it was taking a bit too long. And as I was about to panic, the screen finally loaded with a picture of a guy.


My eyes widened as I saw the guy in front of me. I couldn't help but drool. Next to the picture was another sentence, 'Are You Satisfied?'.

Without even hesitating, I clicked on the 'yes' box, only for a big text to appear with a small box at the end saying 'confirm '. I gave it a quick glance before pressing on the box. Yet, that was when the screen went blank again.

'Your order will be delivered soon.' Was the only thing typed.


My body paused as I tried to register what had just happened.


I just got a prom date!


I hope he turns up though.