Tuesday was the day Kade Cole had asked me to be his prom date, in front of everyone, during lunch period.

Now the big deal here was not my answer.

The reason why everyone was lurking — even Hannah Morret who was sitting beside me — was because Kade Cole was second most popular according to the ladder.

And at the far end of the wide cafeteria, there was Arden.

A short pause.

Then Hannah nudged me, shooting me a questioning glare which I interpreted was for why I hadn't answered yet, and what was I waiting for when the right answer to Kade Cole's invitation was pretty obvious.

But I wasn't waiting for anything. So I stood up from my seat, mumbling a small apology and exited from the cafeteria instead.

I did that despite knowing that I was so dead the next time Hannah sees me, which, by the way, was in two hours at Literature.

But for me, I felt like I did the actual right thing.

It was very accomplishing.