Chapter Three
Tommy blocked the punch from Jason. "Have you decided on when you were going to ask Emma to the dance?"
"Probably, the next time I see her," Jason said, jumping back, from the kick Tommy did.
"How about now?" Tommy asked, as he pointed out to the bar area. Jason turned his head to see Emma sitting, reading her history book. He stopped and watched her. Off guard, Tommy swept his foot, under Jason tripping, making him go down on the mat.
"I think you should go ask her," Tommy said. "This might be your only chance."
Jason glared up at Tommy and he laughed. He extended his hand and Jason took it, helping him up from the mat.
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They walked to where they had their back packs. Jason picked up the white towel and whipped the sweat off his face. Tommy picked up his water bottle and squirted some water in his mouth.
"I don't know," Jason said. "I wouldn't know what to say."
Tommy sighed. "Just walk up to her and ask."
"But, what if..."
"But, nothing," Tommy said, cutting Jason off. "Do it now or I will go ask her myself."
Jason hesitated at first, but then smiled at Tommy and turned away walking over by Emma.
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Emma was lost in her reading not noticing that Jason was heading in her direction. She read about WWII, writing down any notes she thought was important to know.
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Jason felt his heart jump up into his throat, as he got closer to her table.
He took a deep breath blew it out and stopped at her table.
"Emma?" He said, softly.
Emma looked up from her history book, into the dark brown eyes of her crush, "Hi Jason," She said, shyly.
"Mind if I sit?"
"Um...sure," Emma said, moving her papers out of the way that were scattered across the table. "I don't mind."
"Thanks," He said, pulling the chair across from her out, and sitting down.
He looked at her. He didn't realize just how beautiful she was, until he got a closer look. Her dark brown hair, was pinned up in a bun, little strands had gotten loose and hung down around her face and shoulders. Her eyes were a bright shade of green. She had looked perfect, in his eyes.
"H...How are you?" He asked, as the words got caught in his throat.
"I'm okay. Just swapped with homework," She said, looking away from him, down at her book, as she felt her cheeks turn a light shade of pink.
Jason looked at her scattered papers, picking a piece up and looking it over. "Mr. Johnson's History."
"Yes. He wanted us to read about WWII and then do an Essay on what we read," Emma told him, looking up, meeting his brown eyes again. "He's hard."
"Mr. Johnson's class isn't that bad," He told her, as he smiled at her. "I had him a few years ago. If you need any help, I'd be happy to help you."
She smiled. "Thanks. I'd like that."
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Silence fell between the two. He was thinking of the right way to ask her and she wondered why he came over. She knew that it wasn't to talk about History.
"So, is there something I could help you with?" She asked sweetly. Really wanting to know why he was there, "Because I have the feeling that you didn't just come over here to say hi or talk about my History problems, not that I'm flattered or anything because I am."
Jason shifted in his seat. "Actually, yes. There's something that I wanted to ask you."
Emma felt her heart began to beat faster. "What's that?"
"I wanted to know if..."But, his words trailed off, when the sound of beeping came from his watch on his left wrist. "Perfect."
Emma looked at him slightly confused. "Is something wrong?"
"Yes," He said. "I'm sorry, but I have to go." He stood up and looked at her.
"Okay. Well, it was nice talking to you. Maybe some other time, we could talk again."
"Yeah, maybe," He said disappointed, that Zordon or Alpha had picked the perfect time to beep him.
He smiled at her, then turned away, walking to catch up to the others. But stopped. He turned back around. He knew that he couldn't leave without knowing her answer.
"Hey Emma."
Emma turned in her seat to face him. "Yeah, Jason?"
"Would...would you like to go to the Spring Dance with me?"
She looked at him for a minute, questionably, but then smiled. "Yes. I'd love to go with you."
Jason didn't say a word, just smiled widely at her. Then turned away and hurried to catch up to his friends, who were waiting for him with big smiles on their faces.
