The following day came and as Blake was walking down the hallway to her classroom, after she and Arthur had met and chatted for a bit, she saw Jackson standing by his locker and went to talk to him.
“Hey,” she greeted and he immediately turned to her, lighting up a little.
“Hi,” he greeted back. “How are you?”
“I’m good. How are you?”
“I’m good too.”
“Good,” Blake said and they smiled.
“Looking cute.”
“Thank you,” she said, wearing a royal blue babydoll dress with silver pumps. “You look good too.”
“Thanks.”
“So, I came to talk to you about something.”
“O.k.,” Jackson said, wondering what that something was.
“It’s about prom.”
“Oh no, I’m not going to prom.”
“Sweet, you’re going to the graduate’s ball too?” she excitedly asked.
“Graduate’s ball? What is that?”
“It’s like pr
