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Emmett and I walked slowly to our fifth period biology class. He's really quiet. I never would have thought he would be this quiet. We walked by a poster that said the winter dance was coming up. I've never actually been to a dance.
"Are you going to the dance?"
He seems startled that I said anything. "Alice will probably make me go." He says shrugging. "What about you?"
"I've never been to a real dance…" I say letting my voice drift away.
"So, you're going?" He asks shyly.
"Maybe. I'd probably have to go shopping though. I just don't want to go alone, ya know?"
He nods, not meeting my eyes. We start to walk again. We were close to our classroom, when Mike steps in our way. "Hey, Izzy. Want to go to the winter dance with me? Or are you going with this loser?" He says pointing to Emmett. Ok, that is the last straw.
"Listen and listen well. I want people to call me Bella. Bel-la, not Izzy. Second of all, don't diss Emmett. I hear you say one bad thing about him again, you will pay. Even if I hear one of your friends say something. I know people in high places. I suggest you move or I'll make you move." I say to him. I have anger problems when people diss my friends. "And about the dance, I would rather die than go with you. Plus I already have a date." Mike is standing there with his mouth wide open. "Move!" He moves out of the way in shock mode.
I grab Emmett by the arm and drag him to our class. I give my slip to the teacher and took a seat next to Emmett. Crap! I thought I just made him look like a wimp. I turn to Emmett who is staring off in space.
"Sorry." He looks at me confused. "I'm sorry about what happened out there. I made you look like a total wimp. I should-" I was cut off by Emmett laughing. Now it was my time to look at him confused.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. I think what you did was hot." He said. Wait did he call me hot? He looks shock that he said that. "I me-mean-" I cut him off by laughing. It was so cute seeing him flustered.
"Thanks. That was a compliment, right?"
"Yeah, that was."
"I have a question."
"Okay, ask away."
"Why don't you stick up for yourself?"
He hesitates before saying, "I was smaller than everyone in elementary school. Everyone made fun of me because I was so quiet. When I got bigger, they kept on doing it. I guess I was use to it."
"Awe. You should act like you'll do something. Act all big and tough and then they might stop."
"I'll try that."
"Promise?" I say sticking out my pinky finger.
"Promise." He locks his pinky with me. We stay like that longer than necessary but I am not complaining. "I have a question, now."
"What?"
"You said you had a date. I thought you didn't." I look down blushing. When did I start blushing again?
"I don't have one but I guess I should start looking." I say looking up at him under my eyelashes.
"Do you want to be my date, than?" He asks shyly. I nod and smile.
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