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"Does this dress make me look fat?" you asked Cheyenne, holding back a laugh.
"Of course it does." she said, trying to be serious.
"Really?" you asked with genuine worry.
"No it doesn't. Nothing could make you look fat. You're too perfect!'' she complemented.
''Thanks for the compliment.'' you said in return.
You and Cheyenne have been friends since third grade. Cheyenne has always joked around with you but, you've gotten used to it. You're going into college soon, and you have no idea how to process it. Your Dad tells you to just be calm and roll with it. Dad is so cringey, sometimes, you can't even take it.
''For the record, I'm not perfect. I'm clumsy and awkward which is nowhere near perfect.''
"You may not be perfect but you are amazing at fighting. You should take self defense classes,'' she suggested.
''Heck no! I couldn't do that...in front of people!!" you shot back.
''Come on! You're fantastic at fighting!'' she tried to convince you.
"No I'm not'' you lied, not very well.
''Don't even try, Y/N.'' she demanded. "Three, Two, One."
"...Fine! I'm amazing!'' you admitted.
''There it is.'' she said
''I should probably get going. Like it'll do anything. Probably be late anyways.''
''Yeah. See ya later.''
...
When you arrived, you felt nervous. You'd never been to a Gala. The second you walked into The Gala™, your clumsiness kicked in, and you bumped into someone.
''Are you ok?'' a man asked.
''Yeah. I'm fine.''
''I'm Rick, Rick Flag.'' he informed me.
''Ok.'' you said. ''My name is Y/N.''
''Why are you here?'' he asked.
''I don't actually know. I kind of regret coming here.''
''Well don't! You should stay.'' he said, and it sounded like his time there was lit up when you bumped into him.
''Ok. I'll stay.'' you said with a smirk.
...
''You met someone at The Gala™!'' Cheyenne asked, with clear excitement in her voice.
''Yes I did but it was nothing.'' you said acting like it was nothing.
''Was he handsome?'' she asked with curiosity.
''Maybe...yes! Of course he was.'' you admitted
''Oh my God, Y/N, this is amazing!!'' she told you, obviously knowing you'd deny it.
''Yeah I guess. I also am signing up for self defense classes,'' you said, and after, think it was a bad idea to tell her.
''I bet fifty dollars you'll see him there.'' she said mindlessly.