AN) Ok…you ya'll know how I run CC? Well…I RAN THREE MILES IN 29:44 AND I'M SO STINKING HAPPY BC I WORKED REALLY HARD AND I PRed AND AAAHHHHAHAHAHAH~ so yeah…I feel pretty good.

She walked beside Cortney, laughing at the absolute dreamy look in her best friend's eyes as she talked about how Mark had asked her to homecoming.

"I'm just so excited!" She squealed. "Mom said we're going dress shopping this weekend.

"Just stay away from Maci's, that's where I got mine." Oliva warned, shifting her cheerleading bag onto her arm. "We should all go shopping this weekend."

"That'd be so fun! Kells and I could get our dresses."

Kelly sighed, "I'm not going guys." Her friends protested again. "I'm not fifth wheeling you and your dates."

"Like you don't have a date." Liv rolled her eyes. "Get Austin or Toby or Jordan to take you."

"I'm not making either of them take me." Kelly stopped at her locker. "Toby's going with Reagan and Austin's going stag. Dick's not going at all."

Cortney giggled slightly. "Jordan has the weirdest name." Kelly smiled at the blonde of the group. That was true.

Oliva slid in her ballet flats, readjusting her bright red sweater and pulling het poufy, afro-styled ponytail tighter. "Like you and Jordan aren't madly in love. He asked you to the Informal."

She slammed the locker door shut, glaring at her friends. "I am not going to homecoming with Dick Jordan." She declared. "Homecoming is next Saturday, if the spineless dweeb hasn't gotten the nerve up to ask anyone by now he won't." With that she stormed off.

Oliva and Cortney shared a look. "They're going together." The taller of the two said, Cortney nodding.

Breakline

He sat towards the back, twirling the drum mallet in his hands. She was up front with the trumpets—reviewing drill for the show on Friday. She was barking out commands to her freshmen section. Dick couldn't take his eyes off her.

"When you going to ask her?" Catlin drummed down next to him. She brushed her copper hair away, grinning with Wally's eyes.

"Today." He gulped, turning to his section leader and fellow quad player. "Cat…I can't do this."

"Bull crap, the entire band ships you two."

"What if she says no?" He grabbed her arm. "Cat she's perfect. I have it planned, but what if she says no?"

He had turned to Catlin Holmes since day one of band camp. She knew what to say and how to say it. She was Artemis' spunk, Wally's humor and Megan's caring rolled into one. She removed his hand. "Then you respect that and just go and have fun."

He nodded, that's what Dad had said. "Yeah…thanks."

"When're you asking?"

"Lunch. It's going to be big, it's going to be great."

Cat laughed. "Whatever you say Jordan." They watched as the clarinets and trumpets finished cleaning up the diamond drill. "Drum up!" Catlin barked to the sections, drum line springing into line as the director sent the band back to run it again.

Kelly's eye caught his, and she waved. Dick squeeked and ran away as fast as he could. Colton, Adam and Sasha laughing at the youngest member's terrible romance skills.

Dick didn't understand it. He could flirt with Zee to annoy Jay like a pro, he was smooth and could turn the worst pick-up-line into the perfect one, but Kelly made everything melt. It didn't make sense!

Breakline

"Bull crap that happened!" Toby shouted at Marcus. Dick swatted him upside the head.

"Focus please."

"Sorry, Austin's already in there with her."

"Is Cam in place?" Dick glanced in the lunch room.

"Yep."

"Let's do this…before I lose my lunch."

Marcus took Dick's place at the lunchroom door, giving Cam a thumbs up. The chess club member then turned from her match, and rushing towards the stage and cutting the lights.

Dick secured his velvet cape and crown, Marcus and Toby throwing the doors open in soldier uniforms.

There were sounds of confusion, as Cam guided the spotlight on the doors and revealed Toby and Marcus in fake red-coat uniforms.

"Silence! A message from the king! A message from the king!"

Breakline

Kelly choked on her drink as she saw a smiling Dick Jordan in a Burger King crown and a cheap cape glide into the room. There was a soft trill of piano music as the two 'soldiers' announced the 'king's' arrival. It was silent, everyone knowing it was a hoco proposal.

Kelly scanned the audience for the lucky girl. She felt someone tap her shoulder, Cam Garcia smiled at her—pulling her to her feet and leading her towards Jordan.

Dick smiled shakily. "You say, no one will take you to homecoming—on Saturday. You cry with tears of sorrow—and that thought makes me want to die. I would've asked, sooner but I was stopped by one thought. You have a dad~" Laughter caused him to pause slightly. "But Miss Kelly, I'm your man."

He extended his hand and bowed slightly. Kelly glance at the phones recording her every delighted facial expression.

"Hoco please? Come with me, I can make you so…happy." He took her other hand, leading her toward Toby, who was holding another crown and cape set…for her. "Hoco please? Time will tell, you'll remember that I served you well."

The cape was draped from her shoulders. Dick still holding the crown. "Ocean's rise, empires fall!" The crowd cheered as he hit the note. He sounded amazing. "I really hope you say yes, that's all. And if push comes to shove—"Marcus threw a cane from the fair into his waiting hand. "I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love."

He jumped, twirling the cane and crown in his hand. Doing the most ridiculous dance, that was really just him skipping in a circle. He sang very loud 'da day da dat daaaaaas' He spun to face her.

"They told me time was draining and I should get a move ohohohohoon. I hope you don't think I waited too long~" He grabbed her hand again, blush on his face. "Please don't change the subject. This is…a very hard subject. A nervous, scary subject. An extremely avoided subject. But…will you? Will you? Will you, will you, will you? Hoco please? I just can't wait? Hoco please? Please be my date? I'll give you flowers, give you praise—I'll remember this till my dyin' days! If you're taken…that's too bad…what a fun time we could've had." He turned away from her, defeated. But whirled around. "But if push comes to shove…I will eliminate the other guy, and give you all of my love."

She couldn't help but laugh at the 'insane' look he tried to contort his face in. But he looked so jittery. And his 'da day dat da da's began again. He climbed on top of a lunch table, lifting his arms to the students. "Everybody!" He prompted, his friends who were in one it singing along, a select few who knew the song joining in.

Jordan screwed his face up and held out the highest, clearest—most beautiful note she had ever heard. Finishing he left off the table, holding out the crown.

"I'm sorry I made you 'wait for it', I hope I didn't throw away my shot. Will you be the Eliza for this Alexander?" He asked sheepishly.

Kelly nodded, Dick smiling and heaving out a sigh of relief. He placed the crown on her head, laughing and hugging her.

Breakline

Dick leapt out of the car. Practically sprinting to her front door. He was decked out in a crisp white dress shirt with dark dress pants. A navy blue tie hanging from his neck. In his hands was a small box, holding the perfect corsage inside.

He rang the doorbell, stomach doing flip flops as Hal moved beside him.

Mrs. Lake-Andrews opened it, smiling at her son's best friend. "Hello Dick, come on in."

"Thanks. Hey Austin." The teal haired boy nodded at Dick.

Austin was decked in a shirt that matched his hair, white suspenders and a white tie. He decided to go stag, 'so there's plenty of Austin to go around'.

"Hey." He grabbed Dick's arm, pulling him off to the side. "My dad's gone—so…hurt my sister, I break your ribs and throw you in the river. Got it bub?" Dick nodded, the grim look on his friend's face melting off. "Great! Ay yo Kells hurry up!"

"Fight me Austin." Kelly called, Dick turning to face the goddess descending from her room.

Kelly caramel brown hair was pulled back halfway, the rest falling in loose curls to her shoulders. Her dress was a deep blue. It came up high on her neck, with a tutu like bottom. Rhinestones and all kinds of sparkles bounced with light. She glided easily in silver heels, a pair of black Chuck Taylors in her hands. She smiled, Dick not noticing how his jaw went slack at the sight of her.

"Hey." She smiled, Dick barely noticing that she was pinning a flower to his jacket. "You look great."

"Y-you look like Aphrodite." With Aunt Diana he always thought of the Greek goddess when he thought of Kelly.

"Let's get these pictures over with." Austin whined, pulling out his phone and taking a selfie. "I'm good, and gone. Peace!"

He threw up a peace sign and sauntered out the door.

AN) Well…here's the bad news. I had a huge panic attack during a biology test. Things aren't going to well. If you could review with encouraging words or things to remember when I feel panicked that I can remember? Please just keep me in your prayers.

Also, the song is 'You'll Be Back' from Hamilton. Somebody used the first part, I created the second part. Starting with "they told me time was draining", kind of my fantasy on the most awesome hoco proposal ever. 10/10 I would say yes. Peace!