Margo was nervous to say the least. lincoln waited at the small bench while she bought their snowcones. in her mind though, she thought of how to break it to him..or perhaps it was too soon? she didn't know, but she was sure he knew now...

she paid and grab the cups of the sugary icy treats. she relaxed and sighed. she pep herself up before she turned to Lincoln with a smile. maybe today was-

Penelope sat with him...

and they were laughing...

and she reached and touched his hand...

Rage...Rage...FUCKING RAGE!

she walked over and cleared her throat. penelope turned her head. and blinked.

"oh..hello."

"...hi."

Margo's eyes darken. lincoln was chuckling as he wipes a tear.

"Oh, hey Margo, Penelope was just telling me this funny joke."

margo glanced at the curly redhead. how dare this bitch be sniffing at him...normally she was meek and cowardly..but something within her wanted out and rip flesh.

"here Lincoln"

she gave him his black cherry snowcone. he smiled and nodded while he grabs the straw which was also a spoon and begins to eat. margo stared at Penelope.

"so...what are y-"

"I'm asking Lincoln if he wanted to go to the spring fair with me"

Margo's eyes widen. oh, no you didn't.

"actually he's taking me"

lincoln choked on the icy treat. the cold ice going down the wrong tube, he begins to cough hard. penelope looked disappointed. lincoln cleared his throat.

"but-"

"yup! just me and him! together. alone. no third wheel-"

"hold on now i-"

"c'mon lincoln!"

she grabs his hand and tugged him along. he was dragged out of the benching area. she took one last glance at the curly redhead. she looked crushed. - Fucking A!

lincoln stopped her however and she gasped as she has kinda forgotten about him. he tapped his foot and gestured.

"what was that? you made it sound like it was a date or something, I didn't agree to that and she was going to ask me...what you did was kinda unfair, really."

Margo gulped, her eyes lowered and her submissive mode came back in full force. she whispered softly but Lincoln couldn't hear her, he leans forward, ears perked.

"come again?"

she whispered.

"huh?"

she gulped and sucked in some air. the time is now! THE TIME IS NOW!

"WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME TO THE SPRING FAIR WITH ME?"

Lincoln blinked, paused. then scratched the back of his neck. he seems to be thinking about it. Margo knew he was going to reject her. and it was gonna simply KILL her to hear it. she felt herself sweat as he narrowed his eyes. his ran a tongue over his chipped tooth.

"Well...i didn't like how you just cut off Penelope like that..."

she turned white, her gut clenched and her throat became dry, she felt herself shaking and stared at him as if he was judge, jury, and executioner ... there comes the rejection. hello darkness my old friend, hello loneliness - hello isolation! oh, Jesus just come down here and put a bullet in my brain why don'tcha?!

"Alright."

he gave a shrug. she sputtered and gawked as her mouth fell agape. staring wide-eyed at the boy-crush. lincoln rubbed his shoulder and shrugged again. his eyes didn't meet hers.

"i mean...you really want too, huh?"

his blue eyes looked at her. she stepped forward, she opens her mouth but closed it again. not sure how she could just tell him but...the fact she admits it was a date. now he knew how she felt...then it dawned on her...what if this was a pity date? lord, why! why did she have to be paranoid!

"...Look, if you don't want too-"

she started. but Lincoln held his hands up.

"No, no! if you've been wanting to ask me out..."

oh, fuck it!

"Never mind! f-forget it! g-go with Penelope, I'm sorry-i'm so sorry"

she pushed passed him and ran. lincoln cried out but she blocked whatever he said. all she could think of how stupid she was. penelope of all girls, a nerdy little shit, surpassing her? of course! OF COURSE! she was the universe's punching bag, how could she even think he'd go out with her.

"Margo!"

she gasped and felt a hand grab her shoulder. she came to a stop. she lowered her head. and begin to sniffle. she became a cowardly little mouse. meek and scared. she was trembling now. lincoln tried to look at her but she turned her head, then her body. she let out a whine and moaned ever so softly.

"...Hey..."

he said in a gentle voice.

"what's the matter... you can tell me."

Margo groaned.

"No..."

Lincoln walked around her, she just turned her head and body away from him.

"why not?"

he urged.

Margo sucked in a breath trying to keep herself from bawling.

"cause I'll end up crying and make a jackass out of myself."

lincoln stood, that did make sense. he has been around his sisters to know that it happened.

"but you like me, right?"

he asked, she gently nodded. he pressed on-

"for how long?"

Margo breathed deep and let it out slowly. she repeated this. trying to calm herself down. then she blunted spoke out if, a bit roughly.

"awhile."

he scratched his head.

"awhile?"

she turned her head. their eyes finally met. hers were of light blue, and they shimmered he could see the beads of tears wanting to come out. he knew then she must've tortured herself.

"awhile."

she sniffled and sighed and looked away. he stepped closer, his own eyes searching. and the more he thought about it, the more he realized she was into him... considering what she did for him when girl-Jordan did to him just a day or so ago.

"..then let's give it a shot. we'll go out to the spring-"

she huffed, and he paused. his brows raised, and his face, a quizzical expression.

"no."

"wha-huh? why not?"

she huffed again and crossed her arms, keeping her eyes down.

"because you're just doing it because you feel sorry for me."

he shook his head.

"no, I don't i-"

she cut him off sharply and hissed.

"Don't-just don't okay?! I get it! I'm ugly! you don't want to be seen with me!"

he held out his hands. shocked by the sudden reaction, the sudden self-loathing.

"Whoa. whoa. I don't think you're ugly, I don't, really! if you really have feelings for me..."

he walked carefully as if she was a wild croc ready to snap at him.

"then...let's give it a shot."

his hand took a moment's pause and took her hand. he noticed her fingernails were glossy lime green, freckles on the top of her hand. - margo stared at his hand that held hers. her head raised up and looked at the white-haired boy.

"...r-really?"

he offered her a warm smile. and in that smile, her heart was beating fast and a surge of excitment.. her eyes were staring wide-eyed she swallowed thickly.

"really. we'll go to the festival and we can...we can see where it goes okay?"

her mouth opens and closed like a fish. was this a dream...was this reality?

"r-r-re-really?!"

he licked his lips and gave another nod. margo seem to shake and before the boy knew it, she hugged him so tightly you can hear his spine crackle just a little. he gasped as she jumped up and down with glee and made a sound like an excited mouse. a squeak and a squee and broke the hug.

"ohmygosh!ohmygosh!thisisfinallyhappening!"

she clapped her hands together and covered her mouth with her hands, hiding a grin, and trying to contain her fits of giggles. lincoln blushed and smiled sheepishly he gestured and said.

"i... I gotta get home, and plan some things out... the weekend isn't too far so-"

she nodded rapidly and turned, her hair swaying back, she stopped and looked from the left to the right then pointed.

"r-right-i gotta run too uh."

she looked at Lincoln and launched forward and hugged him again. he grunted.

"thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

lincoln grinned. he really made her happy, it seemed.

"you're welcome..but uh.. if i don't get home"

she let go and nodded and she reached and smoothed his shirt and straighten his collar. then gently patted his chest.

"right! okay! uh-see ya tomorrow"

she pointed finger guns at him, he pointed back

"and then Saturday-oh! when will you pick me up?"

lincoln walked backward shrugging.

"I dunno...5 to 6 I guess. maybe 7?"

she nodded and turned a corner they both stopped. and looked at their snowcones on the sidewalk. both looked at each other.

"Sorry about the waste. I'll pay you back"

lincoln said.

"pay me back with our first date...oh my gosh...my first date!"

she squees and claps her knuckles together.

lincoln waved and walked off.

Margo waved back. she stared at him, then huffed it and ran as fast as she could. her mind was filled with the excitement of Saturday, of her first date with Lincoln. wait'll she tell her mother! she finally bagged a MAN! She saw the forlorn Penelope walking on the sidewalk, head down and depressed as fuck. margo ran and pushed her, she yelped and fell on the edge of the sidewalk her ass fell hard on dirty water. margo called out as she ran.

"Out of my way, dorkass!"

Margo turned a corner and she shouted!

"I'm moving on up! to the sky! I'm finally gonna get a piece of that pie!"

she stopped and a sudden realization hit her.

"Oh, shit! what am I gonna wear?!"

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