Hey it's me again. I just wanted to thank Minerva Arhedes for following my story and Temmie for the encouragement. Thanks!
Chapter 2- What is a date?
"Hey Frisk!" said a boy, walking up to Chara and Frisk.
"What's up?" said Frisk. She smiled encouragingly at the boy, who seemed to be quite nervous.
"Not much," said the boy. "I, um, wanted to ask you something."
"Sure," said Frisk. "Um, Chara?"
"What?" asked Chara.
"I think he wants to talk to me alone." Frisk looked at the boy, who nodded shyly.
"Oh, okay. I'll just wait over by the picnic tables," said Chara, walking away.
"Okay," said Frisk, turning back to the boy. "What was it you wanted to say?"
The boy swallowed timidly. "I, um, wanted to know if you, um, wanted to, you know, maybe go out on a date? Sometime?"
Frisk thought for a moment. "Well, I'll think about it, okay? You're in my math class, right? You're Ell." The boy nodded. He looked slightly less shy now. "Okay," said Frisk. "I'll let you know tomorrow, okay?"
"What was that about?" Chara asked later.
"Oh, he wanted to go on a date with me," Frisk replied.
"What's a date?" Chara asked.
Frisk burst out laughing. "Um, it's where two people that like each other hang out. Sometimes it's at a restaurant, but it doesn't have to be."
Chara considered this. "So, like, you would ask Sans on a date, right?"
"What?"
"Cause, you know, you like him."
"What, uh, whatever gave you that idea?" Frisk said, looking anywhere but at Chara.
"You should ask him," Chara said.
"Yeah, I guess," said Frisk. "Maybe I could."