*I forgot I was doing this for a second (I literally switched tabs for a few seconds) and refreshed*.
Long story short, Emma got detention, and I got a warning.
When we left Mx. Elliott's room, we found **** the GSA waiting for us.
"What happened?" Gemmy asked. When we explained, they raised an eyebrow. "Just detention?"
Sage nodded. "Sadly, that's it."
"I don't get her. Anyways, are you guys going to the dance? Like, together?"
I nodded. The GSA all knew we were together because of the group chat we were both in now, and everyone wanted us to go. Together. And we wanted to. So we made plans.
"To be honest, I completely forgot it was tonight," Sage said.
"Well, I'm choosing the outfits," Peyton said.
"I already had something planned-" Sage started.
"And I'll be the judge of whether it's actually cute or not."
The pictures I had seen were cute. Sage in a red shirt and a skirt that went to their knees. They had also shown me other options. A black shirt and red pants. My outfit was just a white tank top with a blazer-vest sort of thing, and pants. I had a tie, but I didn't know whether I actually wanted to wear it. I'm sure they would be deemed cute by the GSA.
*
I met up with Sage at their house. I heard their parents yelling. "Go hang out with that boy, Ryan."
"Or Ethan."
"Any boy pretty much."
"Just not a girl. And don't go on with the gay nonsense. I still can't believe you have that in your head."
They closed the door before an argument happened.
"Hi," they said. They weren't wearing either of the things I'd seen, but they were wearing a long jumpsuit sort of thing with see-through sleeves. It was black with green dots and looked amazing.
I smiled and we walked in silence down the sidewalk. They took my hand once we were out of sight from their parents and looked at my outfit. It was a dress that had a glittery, layered skirt that was light blue, and then the top of my original plan sewed into it. Because according to Peyton, Luka, and Gemmy, I was 'too boring'. Thanks.
"You look great," they said.
"So do you."
We sounded like a cheesy teen rom-com, and probably acted like one, too, but it was nice.
*
Most of the dance was either extremely enthusiastic chaperones and student council members trying to get you to dance or a bunch of people in corners here for the free food.
Guess which of these Sage and I were doing.
Yup. Instead of dancing like the rest of the GSA, we just sat in a corner with our punch and cookies on extremely uncomfortable, tiny chairs from the elementary school classrooms.
It was nice, though. We could talk. And laugh.
And not be judged because we were in a corner.
At the end of the night, I kissed Sage on the cheek and walked home with them. Teen rom-com, I know.
*oml I have no idea whether this is good enough-
