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She looks as beautiful as ever today. Her light brown hair is blown slightly by the wind adding to her appeal. Her smile sparkles as she laughs amongst her friends. His surroundings fade to black as he focus solely on her for an unknown amount of time. He is broken out of his stupor by one of his friends elbowing his side. “Tyler!”
“Dude, what?!” Tyler said, scowling at the interruption.
Noel laughed and said, “You were starting to drool man.” Tyler quickly wipes his mouth and scowled again as his friends laughed harder.
Annoyed, Tyler pushed him off the bench they were sitting on, loud laughter following. It was lunch time and the whole group was out in the courtyard. The group being his friends, Noel, Maya, Mac and Trey.
Noel was the so-called skater of the group. Brown skinned, brown eyes, a small afro, and a dopey smile. His attire consisted of ripped jeans and button downs with converse. He has piercings on his eyebrow and a tongue ring. Noel and Mac are trouble makers when left alone together. They basically terrorize the school with pranks but, somehow, they are never caught.
Maya and Mac are twins, though have completely different personalities. Maya is the more sensible one with her short brown hair and blue eyes. She wears warm color clothes with her favorite pair of leggings.
Mac, on the other hand, has less common sense but is quite smart. He also has blue eyes and brown hair, but he wears glasses and his hair is shorter than his sister’s. He wears the opposite of her, bright yellows, oranges and such with a pair of jeans and Nikes. They are both kind of pale in comparison to the rest of us.
Finally, we have Trey, the quiet one to everyone else. To them, he’s much more relaxed and speaks bluntly. He is dark skinned with black dreads down to his shoulders that are dyed light brown at the tips. He is Tyler’s right-hand man; they always have each other’s backs. His wardrobe mostly consists of red and grey with his jean jacket.
Back to the present, everyone at the table laughed at Tyler and Noel’s antics, and Tyler allows a self-satisfied smirk to spread across his face at Noel’s yelp of surprise. Maya spoke up from beside him, trying to hold back laughter and failing, “Ha, you kinda were Ty.” Tyler rolls his eyes as the laughter resumed.
“Whatever.” Tyler grumbled, turning his eyes away, looking for her again. He searched the sea of people eating outside for her curled hair that’s almost always pulled up in a high ponytail. But, alas, it was too late, she was gone.
Disappointed, he turns back to his friends, to see them staring at him, smiling a little to wide his liking. Raising an eyebrow, he asked cautiously, “What?” and took a swig from a can of soda.
They just continued to stare and grin, making him feel highly uncomfortable. Finally, Trey broke the silence by saying, “You should ask her out already.”
He nearly spit out the soda. “What the - !!” Tyler sputtered. What!? Where’d that come from!?
“He’s right, you know.” Mac said, backing Trey up.
“Mac!” Tyler shouted before quickly shutting up, embarrassed he lost his cool. “I can’t do that man.”
“Well why not?” Maya asked, leaning on his right shoulder.
He huffed and turned away from her, “You know how I get around people other than you guys.”
Noel, who had retaken his seat to his left, piped in. “C’mon dude. You’re gonna have to get over that and you know it.”
Tyler glared at him and said, “Easier said than done.”
“Come on,” Mac said, “All you have to do is go up to her and ask her out. Easy as pie.”
With a blank look, Tyler said, “And how many girls have you asked out again? Umm, none?” He grinned as he flicked up the middle finger in response, “Honey, not in front of the kids.”
They laughed at his look of disgust and Trey brought them back to the subject at hand. “But, seriously, you should ask her out. It’s our last year man.”
Tyler sighed and shook his head, “How do I even know she likes me? I’m not exactly the nicest person.”
“Could you be any sappier man?” He responded to Noel by pushing him off the bench again.
Maya, ignoring Noel’s comment, said, “That’s just it, you don’t. You just gotta try your luck. You may never get the chance again. At least ask her to prom.”
Tyler looked down at the table and considered her words. ‘I know she’s right. If I did do this, I could only hope for the best. If she did reject me, I’d just have to let it go and move on. Hopefully, she would say yes.’
‘Alright,’ He thought. ‘I’ll try but no getting my hopes up for nothing.’
He sighed aloud, “Fine, I’ll ask her to prom first but on my own time.” He points between Mac and Noel, who held up their hands in surrender. They’d try to ‘help’ make ‘progress’ as they put it. No one wants that.
Just then, the bell rang for the end of third lunch. Time to go on to back to class. They said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
On the way to class, he spotted her again. He took a breath and kept walking. He gets to class right as the bell rings and spends the next hour thinking of how to ask her out.