Brendon's POV (Surpriiise)

"Guys! Emma passed out!" I heard Levi yell, just as I was about to shoot Theo.

"WHAT!?" I heard Becky high pitch scream.

I froze. "How-Where are you?" I yelled back as I quickly looked around, trying to find Emma and Levi.

"Over here!" Levi yelled, as I went in the direction I heard Levi's voice from.

I ran to find Levi on his knees trying to shake Emma awake. Becky was next to them calling for Emma.

"Should I do like I don't know mouth to mouth or whatever, what the hell do we do?" Levi panicked. 

Hell no, I wasn't going to let him do mouth to mouth with Emma. Just no.

"Guys, just splash water on her face" I said, as I ran out of the arena and grabbed a bottle of water and ran back to them.

I opened the cap and went down on my knees and poured some water on Emma's face, when she suddenly jerked up coughing.

"Told you guys" I said. Emma rubbed her eyes. "What happened?" She asked looking around at me, Becky, Levi, and Theo.

"You hit your head on the wall and kind of passed out" Levi said. "You scared me Emma!" Becky said, pulling her into a hug. "Oh, now I remember" she said, rubbing her forehead, where a small bruise started to appear.

"Guys, I'll go eat, I'm hungry and but you guy stay and continue the game" Emma said, as Levi and I helped her up to her feet. "I'll go with Emma" I spoke up. Becky asked Emma if she was sure she didn't need Becky to come along, as Emma assured her that it will be fine.

Emma and I took off our uniform thing and walked out of the building. "Which restaurant?" I asked. "Uh, Chick-Fil- A?" She asked, as I agreed.  We hopped into my car and began our journey to Chick-Fil-A. Which was only around 10 minutes.

We were currently sitting at a table for two, talking about pizza flavors. How did we start talking about pizza flavors? No clue.

"wait- how did we start talking about sweatpants and end up with pizza flavors?" Emma asked, stopping her rant about why margarita pizza is way better than a pepperoni pizza. I shrugged chuckling. Just then, the cashier woman called our ticket's number, as I got up to go get the food.

After I got te food, I went back to our table and sat down. "Hey, can you tell me who the girl you like is? Emma suddenly asked. I shook my head. "Nope, sorry" I said.

I'll tell Emma who, just not now, I need more time. "Well, can you describe her for me, what do you like most about her?" She asked, with a smile. "Okay sure, well, she is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, she incredibly smart, maybe sometimes childish, but it's cute, and her eyes are absolutely amazing, even though, they are sometimes dull and empty looking, her eyes are still beautiful." I said, licking my dry lips then continuing. 

 "I mean honestly, I love everything about her, but then I guess one of my favorite things about her is her smile, she smiles through all the pain she is going through, she thinks about the happiness of others, but doesn't care about her own happiness, she doesn't know that she is strong, and I want to help her, and make her happy, but I know I can't be the one for her, I don't deserve her, she deserves better." I said.

 "She sounds amazing, but why do you think you don't deserve her?" She asked. "Because, I'm scared I'll hurt her one day, she is already so broken, I want her with someone to make her happy, and safe forvever." I said, realizing that what I'm saying is simply the truth.

I don't deserve her, and I knew she didn't like me back.

"If you're scared of hurting her, then don't hurt her, and how do you know she doesn't like you back? Did you ask her? No, you probably didn't so don't assume she doesn't like you.. why don't you try confessing?" She asked, I looked into Emma's eyes. " The greatest risk is not taking one-By the way- I didn't come up with that, I read it from a book" She said as I lightly chuckled. 

Emma was right. I would never forgive myself if I didn't say anything, I would never know whether she felt the same way for me or not.

"You're right, maybe I should tell her- you know what? I'll ask her to go to prom with me."I said, with a smile forming on my face. Emma nodded, with a small smile.

///2 months later///  (Yes, 2 freaking months later)

Emma's POV

"Hey Emma!" Becky said, jogging towards me. I shut my locker and turned to Becky who looked so excited, she was going to explode. "Whoa, chill, calm down and tell me what happened" I said, as she nodded excitedly.

"So, uh anyone ask you to prom yet??" Becky asked, as I shook my head. "Okay, but we are going to go dress shopping tomorrow, okay?" She asked as I shook my head. "No, I'm not going to prom" I said.

"Please! Maybe someone will ask you to go with them, just please for me??" Becky begged as I looked at her, with an annoyed expression. "Fine, fine" I said, as she squealed and hugged. "Anyways, I-uh- gotta get to class I'll see you later!" She said nervously and scurried away.

I thought she told me earlier that she had a free period right now...Oh well.

I headed to my math class and took a seat at the back, next to the window.  I looked out the window as the teacher explained something about colleges. I honestly didn't care, because I'm not going to be in the math major, I prefer english.

I was already thinking of going to California, UCLA, it's where my mom went for university. Before my mom died, she always told me that I should study hard to get into a good university, So I can get a good job and good future. I know, I was like in KG, but we still always talked-about everything and anything actually, and I somehow still remember alot of our conversations.

I asked her why she was so worried about it, and she told me that she regretted not studying as much, but she had gone to UCLA, fortunately, and would always tell me about her experiences while she was there.

So she wanted me to study hard, so I can go to any university I wanted, like my mom, who wanted to go to UCLA since she was in middle school.

 She said that she would do anything for me to go to a college I wanted to go to. At that moment I promised my mom that I would go to UCLA, I wanted to see everything she has seen, I wanted to attend the university myself, and experience everything my mom had experienced.

She was happy, even though at first she hesitated and told me that it was my choice to go where ever, but I said I wanted to go to UCLA, as I grew up, I still thought about UCLA, and until this day, I haven't changed my mind. After I found out my mom died, it made me want to go more. I wanted to make my mom proud,  she told me that I was smart and that I should study hard. I promised her I was going to UCLA, and I will.

I didn't want to just go because my mom did, it was the best university in California, it's obviously quite far from where I live, but that's the thing I like the most. I'm leaving this place. Too many bad- no, horrible memories.

I need to leave everything behind. Just a few more months and I'm out of here...

My thoughts drifted to the day of the laser tag. When Brendon was telling me about the girl, I instantly knew it wasn't me. He said that she was beautiful, strong, incredibly smart, funny.

Everything I'm not.

Even though it hurt me, that the girl he was talking about wasn't me, I knew I should be happy and support him with whoever the girl is. Even if it's going to tear me apart.

Now you must be wondering, do I like Brendon? 

Yes; I'm not going to lie to myself, I know when I like someone. Or maybe not, because I didn't realize all this time, and just realized around a month ago.

 Maybe I liked him from the beginning, I don't know.

I guess I'm going to see who the girl is at prom... Since I'm going, for Becky. My mom always told me when I grew up, I would wear a beautiful dress and go with an amazing guy on a magical night that I would remember forever, and that she wanted to take pictures, now I know she was talking about prom of course. 

And of course, me being little, I believed in happy endings and I couldn't wait. Oh, how wrong I was, I'm going alone, and the guy I want will go with another girl..

I remember I was looking through my mom and dad's picture album, and that's where I found their prom pictures. Yup, my parents started dating in high school, went to the same university together and got married right after they graduated from university. Goals right?

They were so perfect, her life was pretty much perfect, I don't understand why my mom gave up her life. She seemed so happy. But of course, it must have been all fake; her smiles, her laughs.. Maybe she had a rough past that I didn't know about. 

The bell suddenly rang, pulling me out of my thoughts. I shoved my books into my bag and rushed to get out of the class. "Ms. Graces, can you stay for a moment" My math teacher, Mrs.Kelly said, as I stopped in my tracks and nodded, heading back to her desk.

" You got an A+ in your previous math exam, this was one of the most difficult concepts, which university are you thinking of going to?" She asked, with a pleasing smile. "I'm thinking of going to UCLA" I tell her as she nods. "Why don't you think about Harvard, or Stanford, or Yale, those are some of the best universities, and you are very smart, I'm sure they will accept you." She says.

"Thank you, but I already made up my mind about UCLA." I said politely. "But I'm your teacher, and I suggest you go to a good university, you are smart, you don't want to waste your knowledge, do you?." She said.

What the hell? 

It's my life. My future. What am I going to waste?

"I understand you want to help me out and suggest good universities for me, but it's my future, and I chose UCLA, and I'm not going to change my mind" I said, "That was extremely disrespectful." She snapped. "How? I just told you in the most polite way possible, that I had already chosen the university I want to go to, and you are pushing me to go to another university.Oh and I'm not going to be a math major, I'm going for english. I hate math" I said, as walked out of the class.

I thought she was a nice lady, I mean, what did I do? I said I already chose my university and she pushes me to go to Harvard, or Yale or whatever? 

I slammed my locker shut, getting some weird glances from students around, as I ignored them. I took out my phone from my bag and leaned against the locker. I opened a text message that was sent from Becky.

Becky- I'm at your house, come quick, I need to talk to you.

Emma- Kk, I'm leaving school now.

I hurried out of the school building and ran to the bus stop, and hopped onto a bus.

The bus stopped at the bu stop near my house, so I got off the bus and walked to my house. I saw Becky's car in the driveway, but didn't find her anywhere. I guess she is inside.

I walked into the house, and took off my shoes and called out for Becky. 

No answer. Where is she?

I shrugged and assumed she was in my room. I jogged up the stairs and opened my bedroom door.

When suddenly, I was welcomed by a bunch of helium black and white balloons with golden ribbons tied to them, on the ceiling.

"Uh Becky, what's happening?" I said nervously, as I spotted two boxes on my desk. I walked over to my desk and opened the two boxes.

 Inside both boxes, there were donuts, except, one of the boxes had something written on it.

It was written...

'PROM? Just kidding I DONUT care, you're going with me anyways ;)'

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And I'm back with a new chapter! Took longer than I had expected, I mean, it is quite short but...  I'll make sure the next chapter is longer. I promise.

Who do you think is promposing to Emma?

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