"Delphine! Delphine, Delphine, Delphine!"
The tiny girl with dreadlocks came running around the corridor, almost smashing into the friend she was looking for. They could just obviate eachother because Delphine dropped her books on the ground to catch her friend. A giggle escaped the dreadlocks' mouth.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry," she apologized quickly, a big grin spreading across her face. Delphine rolled her eyes slowly, but the smile on the blonde's face betrayed that she actually liked the behaviour of her little friend pretty much. Cosima quickly bowed to the ground and quickly gathered all of Delphine's books and handed them back at her friend when she straightened her back.
"What's wrong, Cosima?" Delphine asked, as she took her books and making sure nothing was missing.
"I need your help, would you please do me a favor?" she asked pleadingly, a little out of breath. Delphine rose her eyebrows questioning, signing Cosima to go on and explain why she needed her help.
"Felix and I made a bet-"
Delphine sighed and shook her head as her eyes pierced into her best friend's. Of course, Cosima only wanted her help when she couldn't win a bet she made with Felix Dawkins (which was quite often), one of Cosima's other friends who, sadly, seemed to strongly dislike Delphine.
"No, no, no, just listen, Delphine. It was actually quite a good bet," Cosima tried to explain herself, with her hands up in the air, fastly moving. Delphine rolled her eyes and sighed another time, as she nodded, signing that she could go on.
"So, we made a bet that if I could get one girl to be my date for tonight that he would pay the bill of the drinks this weekend. I've asked around 20 girls to come with me but they all refused me! Could you believe that?"
Delphine rolled her eyes once more and chuckled.
"Non, of course not, Cosima," she said.
"Anyway," Cosima continued. "Nobody wanted to go with me and I only have five more minutes to find a date. I'm desperate, Delphine, could you please please please be my date? I'll take you somewhere nice, I promise. I just want to wipe that grin off of his smug face."
Delphine sighed and put her books, which she was still holding, in her bag on the ground and she crossed her arms, a little uncomfertable with the question her friend was asking her. Delphine fancies Cosima for already quite some time and being asked to be her fake-date just to win a bet wasn't quite the way she fantasized Cosima would ask her out.
"Cosima, I'm not going to be your fake-date..." she said softly, avoiding eye contact. Her brown eyes looked a little sad, even with a neutral expression, but she was sure they even looked more sad right now. She just looked away to avoid a diffecult confersation.
Cosima brushed with her fingertops over Delphine's upperarm, which made her shiver. The good kind of shiver though. The one that runs down your spine and gets you goosebumps. She froze, only concentrating on the small touch.
"Delphine.. and what if it wasn't a fake-date?" Cosima asked. This caught the blonde's attention. She looked up to meet those hazel beauties, to feel her mouth going dry and to hear her hear beating hard in her chest. A nervous knot formed in her belly. Delphine opened her mouth to say something, but it was hard to speak, she could only stare surprised.
The well-known cheeky grin appeared on her friend's face again.
"I take that as a yes," she said. "I'll pick you up at seven, okay?"
Delphine blinked surprised, nodding slowly. Cosima chuckled and placed a quick kiss on her cheek, before running off the hall again. Astonished, she looked at the bouncing dreadlocks, swinging to the left and to the right at the rhythm of her steps. She brought her hand up and slowly brushed her fingers over the spot Cosima's lips just touched her skin, unable to believe what just happened.