Alert!! I, Morgan Elizabeth Harsh, own Allison Harper and Jake Wallace. If you are planning on using them in a story of your own, please consult me first. Thank you.
Allison Harper, 15, was awakened from her daydreaming by a sudden vibrating coming from her pocket. The feeling frightened her, making her jump and knocking the small, thin headphones out of her ears. She brushed her long, strawberry-blond hair out of her eyes as she read the text.
Hey. what's up?
It was from Jake Wallace, 16, her best friend. He had been her best friend since Pre-K. That's a long time considering this was their junior year in high school!
Nothing, I'm just hanging out in my room. How about you?
Tomorrow was the first day of the second semester. Tomorrow was also Alli's birthday!
Um... I'm planning your birthday party!
Surprise!
Alli's jaw dropped. She hated surprise parties.
No! Anything but that! Please! No plans! Never!
Alli really hated surprise parties.
Awwww! I was having fun!
Well too bad! Um... please?
Fine... you're a real bummer you know that?
Yes. I do know. Thank you for agreeing to not plan parties for me.
You're welcome... and you're mean.
For what?!
Not letting me plan a party for your birthday.
You're not going to guilt me into letting you throw a party for me.
Please?
This text was soon followed by a "sad" emoticon.
Pretty please with sugar on top?
Oh, fine... you can throw me a birthday party. But don't go overboard... okay?
Absolutely, boss! Can do!
Okay. So...
The conversation veered off of the party subject and came to stop at many different subjects including... the upcoming prom.
Are you going?
A startled Alli replied hesitantly.
I don't know. Are you?
There was a long pause.
I don't know either. I just figured if you were going, and if, maybe, I decided to go...maybe we could go together.
Alli didn't respond for several minutes.
Hello? Alli? You still there?
I can't tell if I'm still here. My brain has melted. My brain thought you just asked me to the prom. Funny, right?
Alli was stunned, flustered, and in denial as the next text came through.
Um...I sorta did.
Did what?
Asked you to the prom.
Who did?
I did, Alli. Me. Jake. Your best friend since Pre-K. I asked you to the prom. What's so bad about that?!
Nothing, Jake. Jeez, calm down. Sure, I'll go to the prom with you.
Jake sent a "shocked" emoticon.
Really? You'll go to the prom with me?
Yes.
Cool. We'll have to plan this out sometime.
Okay...how about Thursday? At the library?
Sure...right after school.
Okay. See you then, Jake. Right now I got to go. Dinner, you know? Talk to you tomorrow.
Okay.