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hannahmanderr · 9 months

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hi hannah do i even have to say what i’m gonna ask for the new ask game it’s starts with gray and ends with ghost (also take your time with the other ones i am Waiting™️ behind your Window™️👁️)

"Pretty pleeeaaase? I'll do whatever you want!"

Valerie all but slammed her locker shut. "Nathan. You've been asking me the same question for the past three years. What gives you any idea that my answer is going to change now?"

She hated to embarrass him, especially in front of so many people giggling at his latest failed attempt, but she had long since lost what little patience she might've had for these shenanigans. Frankly, she had half a mind to report him to Lancer for harassment, at this point.

She closed her eyes and pressed her back up against the locker. "Look," she said, trying desperately to reign in her temper, "I'm... flattered, alright? But no means no. End of story."

"Why not?" The bouquet of flowers hung limply at his side. "Everyone knows you still don't have a date!"

In typical high school fashion, a chorus of "ooh"s rose up from the crowd. Valerie's face burned. Whether it was from embarrassment or anger, she didn't know. Probably both.

She straightened up and took a step towards Nathan, who immediately cowered away. "I swear, Davies," she growled, "if you don't back off, I'll -"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" A body pushed itself in between her and Nathan, holding placating hands up to her.

She blinked in surprise. "Danny?"

Whispers erupted from the onlookers. Danny glanced at them nervously, but didn't change his stance. "J-just... let's take a second, okay?"

She couldn't deny that much of her anger evaporated the moment her eyes landed on Danny, but before she could say anything, he'd turned to Nathan.

"I think there, uh, might be some misunderstanding about the best way to ask a girl out," he said with a shy grin.

"What would you know about that, Fenton?" someone hollered from within the crowd. A bout of giggling circled the hallway.

Valerie's fire reignited. She turned to the direction of the voice (who had sounded suspiciously like Brady Ibarra) and made to give them a piece of her mind, but a cool hand caught hers.

She nearly snapped at Danny too, for stopping her, but the grin on his face melted her heart (and didn't it always?). Not enough to keep her from glaring at him, but it just made his grin widen that much more.

"It's easy," he said, and she couldn't tell if he was talking to her, Nathan, or the hecklers.

"Valerie..." He shifted his hand so that his fingers tucked under hers, and her heart skipped a beat. "Do you wanna go to senior prom with me?"

A couple of freshmen at the front of the group squealed, and for a moment, Valerie was too stunned to react. Three years after she'd called things off, and he suddenly comes out of nowhere asking her to prom?

But she couldn't find it within herself to be angry. They had managed to stay close despite the breakup, and there had been plenty of times over the years that she'd regretted ever making that decision.

And so she grinned right back at Danny. "See?" she said, looking past his shoulder at Nathan, who stood there with his mouth wide open. "That's more like it."

Then, to Danny, she looked him right in the eye and squeezed his hand under hers. "You're on, Fenton."

They were both smiling like idiots and standing there with red hot blushes, but she couldn't really find it within herself to care, not even when Nathan sprinted away, choking back cries of despair.

With no more drama to be privy to, the crowd quickly dispersed, though Valerie was certain she heard more than one comment about some sort of bet. No doubt Tucker was behind it. She'd be more than happy to straighten him out later.

With his free hand, Danny fidgeted with his hair. "Sorry about that," he said sheepishly. "I just heard Nathan giving you a hard time again, and everyone was watching, and I know he wouldn't leave you alone..."

"It's okay," she laughed. "I had it handled, you know. I'm not some damsel in distress."

His eyes widened to comical margins, and before she could blink, he had yanked his hand back from hers in embarrassment. "Sorry! Sorry, I - er, I never thought, you know - wasn't trying toooo you know what, I'm just gonna, uh, go now."

He turned to leave, and now it was Valerie's turn to catch his hand. "And just where do you think you're going? We've got a date to plan."

"Huh?" The poor boy looked genuinely confused for a moment before his eyes widened even more, if that was even possible. "Oh! N-no, I didn't - I wasn't really trying t-to ask, I mean, I wouldn't - not -"

Valerie's face fell a bit. "So, you don't want to go to prom with me?"

"No! I - I mean yes! I mean - ughhhh, I didn't mean for that to be how I asked you, I had something else so much better planned and -" He shut his mouth tight and his whole face turned cherry red as his own words hit him.

She couldn't help it. She laughed out loud. "You really are something, Danny."

He peeked up at her from behind his bangs. "Something good I hope?" he asked timidly.

She responded by intertwining her fingers with his and stepping closer. "Obviously." Her smile was teasing, but it still elicited a smile of his own.

He sagged with relief. "I still can't believe I screwed that up, I had this whole plan and everything," he said through breathless, disbelieving laughs.

"Don't worry, you can make it up to me. I still want to see this big plan of yours, and I want to see if you can pull it off without tripping over your own pants."

That sent him into another round of sputtering, and she started giggling again as she led him down the hallway.

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