'Go on man, ask her.' Charlie heard someone mumble. He hesitantly glanced towards the voice, only to see some guy pointing towards Aylin. Charlie knew that he had to do it now or he would lose his chance; he'd just be another lonely student who went to prom with his best friend.
Charlie quickly opened his locker and grabbed the flowers he had bought; he then stormed up to Aylin,
'Aylin, hey.' Charlie stuttered, trying to sound smooth but failing. 'Prom?'
Charlie held out the red roses and she excitedly took them, causing the tall boy to blush.
'Of course!'