Chapter 9

Dylan's POV"First of all I have a hot sexy boyfriend. So why would I go with a freaking nerd like you?" Andrea growled.

"I... Uh ... Um ... Sorry?" I stuttered.

Grace started to walk off. She had a hurt look on her face.

"Gracie wait!" I yelled running after her.

She didn't listen still walking away. After running faster then ever I caught up to her.

"Gracie what's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing..." She sniffles wipes away tears from her face.

"Gracie there is obviously something wrong you were crying. Are you jealous that I asked Andrea (one of the most popular girls) to Prom?" I asked.

"WHAT NO WHY WOULD I BE JEALOUS!" She said obviously lying.

"SO YOU ARE JEALOUS! HA!" I squealed.

"Why did you ask her anyway?" She asked kind of changing the subject.

"I didn't ask her that's the thing. She thought I was asking her but I wasn't. I was trying to ask you," I said softly.

Grace's POV

"Really?" I said excitedly.

"Yes! Of course. You know I hate Andrea," he started, " so is that a yes or no?"

"Yes of course Dyl Pickle!" I squealed.

(A/N: I had too😂😂😂)

Maybe he does like me maybe he doesn't I guess I will have to find out soon enough.

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