Each year, our school organizes a Sadie Hawkins-style formal, where girls invite boys to the dance, reversing the traditional roles. This year, the Sadie Hawkins dance is scheduled for tomorrow evening, occurring just weeks after Michael and I first met.
It was only fitting that I extend the invitation to Michael, my boyfriend, of course. Nevertheless, I secretly wish he would decline my offer, claiming that school dances are not appealing.
Yet, a small part of me hopes that Michael will accept, especially since Latif is rumored to be attending the formal with Winner.
"Michael, would you accompany me to the winter formal?" I assert rather than pose as a question.
Michael raises an eyebrow, considering my statement.
At present, we are enjoying a picnic in my backyard, both of us conten
