You smooth down your dress once more. Your eyes dart to the entrance of the school, and back down. You've got a major case of the butterflies.

Sis sits impatiently in the front seat. "How'd you get a case of the nerves so quickly?"

You reach for the car door and shoot her a glare. "I'm not nervous."

"You're excited to see your boyfriend, then." Sis's eyebrows raise and she grins.

"He's not my boyfriend! Goodbye!" You argue and throw open the door. Emerging from the car, you throw a grin and a wave over your shoulder. Making sure your skirt isn't getting in the way, you make your way up the steps and in to the school gym.

It's dark. There are multicolored lights strung from the ceiling, handing like fairy lights. A long refreshment table stands by the opposite wall, and a d.j. playing music. A little on the overly loud side, but nothing's perfect.

That gets you thinking. What if something embarrassing happens during the dance? What if Dave hates you by the end of it?

Relax, you tell yourself. You need to find him first.

Scanning the room, you see a lot of acquaintances, but not Dave. Where is he? Taking a few steps foreword, you finally spot him.

He's wearing a white and red tuxedo with his shades. You match! (33) Man, that guy can pull of shades with everything. The back of the mind says he looks so... Dreamy... You grin, beginning to walk over, when you hear a high-pitched, obnoxious giggle.

Your eyes widen as you eye McKensie. With Dave.

Taking slow steps backward, your eyes water. You should've expected this, but...

Spinning around and breaking in to a run, you throw open the door. Coming down the steps, you trip over your skirt, but you scramble to your feet and run behind the school. Slowing down, your feet follow the old stone path to a little garden at the back of the building.

There's a little mulberry tree next to an old, mossy koi pond. Around that, overgrown-ish hedges surround the little area. The hedges have little pinkish-red flowers.

You make your way to a old stone bench and sit down gingerly, tears threatening to spill over. You said to him he could hang out with whoever. You were just friends.

Just... Friends. When you felt a different way..

Of course it worked out that way. Leaning over and resting your head in between your hands, you let your sadness come out. Tears left streaks on your cheeks as they dripped from your jawline on to the dry grass.

You felt so... Lonely...

"...[Name]...?"

Once you hear Dave's voice, you sniff and look up slowly. Dave was standing on the stone pathway, looking at you. Shades reflecting your face. "You ok...?"

"No," you croak, "you should be with your date, Dave." You put a tearful emphasis on date.

"I am not going away until you tell me what's up."

"Dave..."

"[Name]."

"Dave, I thought it would just be us... Friends..." You confessed, voice choked up.

Dave paused for a moment, considering this. "I just decided last night... I didn't realize how much trouble Mackenzie caused for you..."

You shook your head. "You're lucky Mackenzie pays attention to you. This is a chance you should take. Get popular. You deserve it. Me..." You shrug. "...Not really."

Dave shakes his head. "Remember what I told you at lunch a few days ago?"

"That you'd rather spend time with me then them... But Dave, you..."

He started walking closer, shaking his head. "Screw Mackenzie. I will stay here with you, [Name]."

"You don't deserve me! Dave, you deserve to be happy and popular! I though we-" You sniff before continuing. "I thought we could have been... Dave, I was wrong! Go back in the dance, Dave!" Your voice is rising.

Dave pauses. "...You thought that?"

You shake your head. "I'm being ridiculous." A tear slides down your cheek.

He doesn't answer as he turns your face back toward him. He wipes a tear off your cheeks and presses his lips to yours in a gentle kiss. Your face flushes red. His lips taste like cherry chap-stick...

Once he's done, you don't stop blushing. "D-Dave..."

"Does that convince you? Mackenzie can take a hike. I love YOU, [Name]."

You look away and nod, face STILL red. But you're smiling giddily. Reaching for his hand, you intertwine your fingers with his.

"Come on [Name], let's go crash that party." Dave says, standing up.

You grin and walk back up the path, hand in hand with Dave.

Entering the gym again, Dave proceeds to make his way toward Mackenzie. You wonder what he has on mind, and you grin.

"Ohmygawd, Dave, come have some punch! Where were you? And what are you doing with [Name]? Aren't you here with me?" She grins, batting her eyelashes. You feel sick to your stomach.

Dave squeezes your hand. "Me and [Name] are officially an item."

Mackenzie's jaw hits the floor. "W-What?! But you're here as MY date! N-No!"

You grin wider, leaning your head on Dave's shoulder. "Well, however rich your parents are, money can't buy this bod. Spiked punch can't either." He's saying. And smirking.

Mackenzie continues sputtering, red in the face.

"BOOSH." Dave says, spreading his arms out and walking backwards.

McBrattie clamps her hand over her mouth and shrieks. Her goons murmur.

You turn around and follow Dave, who's running off toward your friends. Nepeta, Kanaya, Jade... They're all here! After you catch up with Dave, you hold his hand again and lean your head on his shoulder.

Nepeta turns around, eyes wide. "Did you two...?"

"We're an item." You chime in, for a change.

Her mouth forms in to an :o. "OTP!" She shrieks.

Everyone laughs and Dave smirks. "Yep, we're not just friends anymore."

-Extended Ending-

You and Dave have started to march around the halls with your head held high. Everyone's starting to pay more attention to you, and you wonder if you and Dave are going to be the new popular kids. Mackenzie moved to some preppy private school... You think.

"Come on [Name], you're going to be late!" Dave calls.

"Coming!" You chime and run up the hallway to catch up to him.

(A/N - oh my gog guys, it's finally done. Thanks so much for all the support and everyfin. I hope you like it as much as I do! And I apologize if Dave's personality is off ?)