She wasn't being serious was she?

Because if she was, then I got nothing. Litteraly.

I didn't have any money on me, and I certainly didn't want to ask step-monster, or monster.

No, I had to think of something.

I've never asked a girl out, much less asked one to Homecoming.

So what do I even do? Buy her roses? Use a poster board with some creative words on it?

No, that's basic. And I didn't want to get her anything basic. Because she certainly wasn't.

I don't even know why I asked her, it was just a game with a dance afterwards.

I guess I just wanted to talk.

About everything.

How she's doing, what she wants to eat, complain that she doesn't know how to dance, but I'll still make her...

I didn't know if I was falling for her, because really how do I, Bryson Anderson, fall for someone?

Especially in high school, I wanted to fall for someone After high school. That way, the Monsters won't know about her...

So no, I'm not falling for her, I shouldn't be.

But... I still want to ask her to homecoming...

So who do I ask for help?

"Aw, Bryson wyson has a crush on a giirrl!! Who is she? What does she look like? Is she hot?"

"Lay off Brian, it's nothing. I just want some ideas." I told him annoyed, but secretly liking that he actually cared because if I were to ask the other guys, they would just talk about how I'd bang the girl.

But Brian, well he's a nice guy. He's never dated anyone, well he almost did when I helped him that one time, but the girl turned out only wanting him for his money.

He was heartbroken then, but he still proceeds to have respect for women. Which just poves that he's a gentlemen, and gentlemen know how to ask a girl out.

I think...

"Sure it's 'nothing.' But seriously who is it? I want to know the gal who stole Bryson Anderson's heart and soul." He exagerated looking at me pleading.

"You'll see once you help me. Now c'mon I need some good ideas by tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Wow, I don't know. I don't even know how to ask a girl out, and you know that." He sipped his milkshake and started thinking.

"Believe me I know dude, but you're creative, you're in art. Help me!"

"Ok, ok. Chill. I got this." He told me confidently, while dipping his fries in his milk shake.

His confidence eased me, so I layed off and started devouring my cheeseburger.

"I got it!" Brian announced smirking, while slicking back his hair.

I stopped eating and listened hoping it was a good idea and not a stupid one.

"Why don't you, "He pointed at me with a french frie then bit it, "Put up on a poaster that says,'Can I fuck with you to hoco?' And then bring out a box of condoms so she can get the idea." He mumbled while eating his frie.

"Brian that's the stupidest idea ever. Did you not hear what you just said? "

If it was any other girl it would've been perfect, but Koleen isn't any other girl. So it was bad. Very bad.

"What, I thought it was pretty good."

I shook my head in disapproval, and ran my hand through my face frustrated.

So much for his help.

"Brian."

"Yeah?"

"You're an idiot."

He looked at me for a moment then replied, " Yeah I know that."

I chuckled, "But I'm gonna give you one more chance, so make me proud."

I smacked a tip on the table, and got up to leave.

"I will father!" Brian replied making me laugh once more.

As I walked towards my car, I over heard some guys talking about a girl. And for a moment, it sounded just like me.

"She was really good dude, we banged all night then I left her and she kept calling me all day. " He laughed rolling his eyes.

'Is that really how I sound like? I must sound like a complete asshole.'

'Wait, I am an asshole, what am I talking about?'

I turned on my egnition, and headed home.

But before I actually went inside, I took a cigarette.

The anxiety and anxiousness I had slowly disappearing after every exhale of smoke.

Soon I became relaxed, my chest rose down and my heartbeat slowed down.

Then I started thinking.

Not about my shitty life, but rather of the moments I've had with Koleen.

When I asked her to go to the carnival with me and forced her because I knew she would reject me if I actually asked her.

She looked frightened and reminded me of a cute bunny, but nonetheless I still pressured her.

Shit, I even went to her house to pick her up.

If that isn't being a gentlemen then I don't know what is.

Still, despite the little problem we had in the end, I still had fun with her.

Even though I did hate that the guys kept staring hungrily at her, like seriously why couldn't they see that she was mine and back t'fuck up?

I sighed and went back into reality.

I shouldn't be thinking about her, I shouldn't be wasting my time if she doesn't even feel the same way I do.

Or what I'm almost feeling...

Or- You know what? No. I'm not feeling anything.

I'm Chill Bryson right now, and he's always chilling NOT over thinking.

But tomorrow though, I need to be Creative Bryson, because I'm definitely still planing to ask her to homecoming.

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