May twirled her car keys around her finger while walking out to her beautiful car parked out in the senior parking lot. She got it for her sixteenth birthday, a shiny, cherry red convertible. As she approached her car, she noticed something off about her windshield.
She reached her car, and she saw that her windshield was covered with light blue sticky notes. The word the sticky notes spelled out was "Prom?" May grinned and threw her bags into the back seat of her car. She turned around and saw herself pinned against the car by her boyfriend, Drew. His light green hair shined in the sunshine. He smiled and gave her a quick peck on the mouth.
"So what do you say?" Drew calmly questioned with his breath smelling like peppermints.
May looked into his eyes and smiled. Bashfully, she smiled at the ground and gently pushed him. "No."
"What?" Drew almost yelled.
May looked into his eyes and laughed, "Try again tomorrow." Drew hung his head down.
"Fine." Drew walked away to his own car, a dark grey Honda civic. May laughed as she walked to the driver's seat and sat down. She started the car and plugged in her iPhone. She saw she had a text message and smiled at the contents: "That was attempt number 5. How many more times do I have to ask you to prom for you to say yes?"
May bit her lip to stop from smiling. She was obviously going to say yes, but she was waiting…just because. Just because she knew that he really cared and wouldn't stop. That and she wanted to see what else he could come up with.