One weak later
Coraline stared in horror at the poster on the school bulletin.
This years fall dance will be held tomorrow and will start at 6:00 P.M. and will end around midnight. All students are required to come if possible. Girls must wear dresses and boys must wear tuxes, you are required to bring a date.
"Perfect," Coraline said sarcastically turning to see two guys standing behind her holding roses. She rolled her eyes and pushed past them.
Sam opened her locker to see maby thirty notes asking her to the dance fall out of her locker to the floor. She bent down to pick up all the notes, she shoved most of them into her back pack when Tiff came up with three roses in her hand, paper poked in and out of her pockets and she was busy sticking notes into her shirt.
"I can't believe this!" The two girls turned around to see Coraline storming towards them. "What's today!"
"The eleventh." Sam replied opening an envelope and reading a note.
"No, day of the weak wise." Coraline said sort of annoyed.
"Thursday," Tiff made the mistake of untucking her shirt making tons of notes fall to the floor.
"Well I'm going, what about y'all?" Sam asked looking at a picture of a guy who stuck a note in her locker.
"Well I guess we have to." Coraline made a gag face.
~xXx~
Wybie walked down the hall quickly holding a folded piece of notebook paper with 'Jonsey' writen on the top. He wrote it out in the middle of math class which was a big no. Mr. Ware, the meanest teacher on campus, would've put it on the wall for everyone to see. He turned the corner to see her talking to Sam and Tiff. He sped up a little and soon came close enough to hear them.
"I think I may go with Hunter." Sam stated reading a note.
"You should go with Wybie!" Tiff shoved Coraline playfully.
"I wanna ask him I just don't know what to say..." Coraline's face grew red with embarrassment.
"Cor, it won't be that hard! But first you should put on some make-up." Sam insisted opening her back pack and pulling out a small make-up bag.
"Why," Coraline stepped back a little.
"Because when you ask chances are you'll turn red. We don't want that." Sam grabbed Coraline by the wrist and pulling her into the girls bathroom. Once inside Sam unzipped the make-up bag and pulled out what looked like to Coraline foundation and a brown sponge pad.
"How do you know this?" Coraline asked sitting on the wooden counter that held a row of 5 sinks.
"All I know is that when you turn red all we have to do is slap a few stars on you and you could pass as our nations flag, 'kay close your eyes." Coraline did as told and closed her eyes. Sam smeared the cold foundation over every inch of Coraline's face. That was followed by powder then brown eye shadow. Sam pulled out her mascara. "Open your eyes and look at my nose." Sam carefully put the mascara on Coraline's eyelashes. Sam pulled out two tubes of lip gloss. "Which one?" She asked holding them in front of Coraline, she pointed to the light pink one. Sam smeared it on Coraline's lips then stepped back.
"Whoa, you don't look the same!" Tiff walked over for a closer look. Coraline turned and stared into the mirror.
"If Wybie says no, he doesn't have a brain." Sam said smiling at her good work. Without a word they left the bathroom to find Wybie. It didn't take long since he was pacing back and forth a little ways down the hall.
"I can't," Coraline tried to turn but Sam and Tiff stopped her.
"Yo Wybie!" Sam yelled."Your welcome," Sam whispered. Her and Tiff made themselves vacant. Wybie walked up to Coraline slightly blushing.
"Uh, listen, I was wondering if...maby you would like to maby-"
"Will you go to the dance with me!" Coraline interupted talking quickly.
"Um, okay." Wybie said looking at his feet."I was sort of gonna ask the same question." Sam and Tiff high fived each other.
NEXT CHAPTER THEY VISIT THE OTHER WORLD! WAHOO!