Next up: ANGST.
Dating
Heart pounding. Palms sweating. Adam's apple bobbing. All telltale signs of nervousness present in Sora's body. God, Roxas was so hot... Why couldn't he make the first move instead? Sora squeezed his eyes shut.
"Hey, R-Roxas!"
He cringed. Damn nervous stutter. The blonde turned around, quirking an eyebrow before letting it lower again.
"Hm? Oh, hi. You're Sora, right?"
Shit, shit, shit. He knows my name! Sora's voice caught in his throat as he nodded. "What's up?" Roxas smiled slightly, seeing the brunette's blushing face.
"Wanna hang out sometime? At my place o-or your place- but we don't have to do that! We can go to a movie or lunch or to, um, uh, I mean..." Sora stopped his garbled speech. "I'm sorry. You must think I'm pretty pathetic for approaching you l-like this." He shuffled his feet, squeaking them on the school's linoleum floor.
"Don't be sorry! You're not pathetic at all." Roxas' face turned an interesting shade of red. "So... are you asking me out? I was gonna ask you next week, but I guess you beat me to it." He chuckled. Ohmygod. He was going to ask ME out...! Sora sputtered some more. Roxas' chuckle became a throaty laugh that echoed through the halls and warmed Sora's insides. The sapphire eyed boy bit his lip.
"Am I really that funny? I've never asked anyone on a date before." Sora gave a goofy smile, scratching his neck in embarassment.
"No, I think it's really cute. I'm really happy that you asked me." Roxas stepped closer and Sora vaguely registered the few centimeters making Roxas stand above him.
"This is a y-yes?"
"Of course it is... by the way, Sora?"
"Uh-huh?"
"I was really starting to wonder why you were staring at me in math class."
Sora blushed. Roxas had been affecting his grades.