MARCUS' POV
I slouched against the plaster wall in the school's gym. Ugly Girl tapped on my shoulder and smiled at me with googley eyes.
"Wanna dance?" she said coarsely, in a hoarse wisper. She then proceeded to grab my shirt.
"Let me get some punch first..." I managed to squeak out, and gently pulled away.
UGLY GIRL'S POV
As I watched Marcus sprint to the punch table, I just sighed. I was IN LOVE! I knew he was in love with me too. I mean why else would he ask me to the dance? I started to make some plans...
NO POV
Marcus sauntered over to the punch table. Grabbing the ladle, he poured pink gloop into a cup. I think it was strawberry.
"Hey man, how's your date with Lose' Gal?" a boy said, smirking.
"You know, I'd be scared if I were you. This girl is too easy." Marcus snottily replied.
"Hey, you still got 20 minutes. You win the bet, you get your $50." the boy replied, and waved his hand.
"You bet, fool." Marcus said, before walking away.
"Dice tux, good brand choice." the boy muttered.
MARCUS' POV
I took a deep breath before walking to 'her'.
"Here's your punch." I said stiffly.
Staring at my watch, I counted down the minutes left.
Ugly Girl then grabbed the cup and cuddled it as if I gave her a block of gold.
"Thhhhaaaaannnkkk yyyyooouuu," she said drawing out each word, "for me?"
As if on cue she flung her straw-like brown hair at my face. Stunned, I continued in our semi-groove.
"Don't do that please." I ordered, ever again I thought, ever.
Ugly Girl's POV
He loved it, absolutely loved it. I knew he wanted more, yes I needed to flirt harder! I'm glad I threw a fistful of hair into his face. If I don't try now, how are we supposed to get married. As we slowed down to a stop, I pushed him into the middle of the crowd. I then brought up the subject that we talked about 5 minutes ago.
"Thanks for the cup of punch again." I said and blinked each eye, left eye then right eye, repeatedly.
"Ummmm...yeah, no problem." I saw he was watching my winks. He appeared stunned, almost as if I had woed him unto loving me.
MARCUS' POV
What the heck is wrong with her eyes!?!?!?
UGLY GIRL'S POV
Yes, and now I'm going to play hard to get!
"I'm ssoooo sorry Marcus but I must gooo to the bathroom." I drawled.
"Oh. Sure. Take your time." Marcus said mutely.
I then proceeded to walk on half of my foot to have the appearance of walking on high heels.
MARCUS' POV
Staring at the clock, I had only 30 seconds left of this date and I would be gone.
SLAM! I turned around and saw Ugly Girl sprawled on the floor. Her pink ruffle dress was ripped on the bottom. She saw me look at her and gave a tiny wave. I turned away. It's time for me to go. Adios sucker.
Author's Note: LOL, the Ugly Girl was suppose to be wheezing every time she said anything. This is my own fiction idea, it doesn't belong to a category, which is why many people will not read this. I mention though, you check it out because it is completely my own.