Imogen

We left about an hour after my discussion with Rebel. Rebel decided to make Drew in charge of providing directions while Lucas and I snoozed in the back. At first, we were watching Netflix, but my eyes kept shutting on me. Rebel dropped Drew off before arriving at our house. Lucas planned to sleepover which was absolutely fine with me.

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"Let's cuddle," I said.

"Of course," he kissed me, pulling away to take his shirt off. He was hunting through his bag for a fresh shirt. Seeing his bare skin caused my face to turn a rosy pink. I can't help but imagine dirty situations in my head, causing me to bite my lips. Gladly, he didn't notice I was gawking at him and covered himself up.

I went to my bathroom that's connected to my room and changed into my pajamas. I brushed my hair in a messy bun, after finishing my ten-step skincare routine. When I was about to brush my teeth, Lucas came in and started throwing water on me. By the end of the fight, I ended up with toothpaste behind my ear, and Lucas had toothpaste all over his face.

After cleaning ourselves up we went to lay in bed. We decided to watch "Gossip Girl" until we drifted it off into the darkness.

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"Imogen!! You're late!" Rebel shouted. 

Gently I lifted myself up from Lucas's grip. I rubbed my eyes seeing many shapes forming in the darkness. My eyes fluttered open to the radiant sun already burning them. I looked down at my clock that didn't ring.  

"7:45," my eyes went wide, "Shitt.." I grabbed my pillow and chucked it at Lucas, causing a groan to escape from his lips. 

 "Lucas wake up," I said, grabbing my other pillow and smacked him.

"Oh, I'm getting you back," I heard Lucas say grabbing a hold of my waist. 

He pulled my body into his and I didn't want to pull us apart. I lifted myself from his grip and pinned him to the bed. I straddled his lap, teasing him with his kisses on his neck and chest while my fingers were searching for a pillow. Finally, my hands gripped a pillow and started smacking him with it as he blocked every shot. He pulled the pillow from my grasp, proceeding to attack me with it. 

He flipped my body under his, placing kisses all up and down my neck. He attached his lips to my neck sucking it. I had to clasp my hands over my mouth to catch the moan that escaped my lips instead of words. 

A knock on the door startled me. "Wake up!" Rebel said. Lucas removed his lips from my neck, glancing up at me with his dark, lustful eyes. Oh, how badly I wanted to miss school today. He nuzzled his face into my neck letting out his laughter. I started laughing, feeling my face become warm. Let's just pray Rebel didn't hear what happened in here.

"Are you ready for school?" Lucas asked, rubbing my back. 

"I just hope no one bothers me," I sighed, raising myself from the bed. I stretched my arms above my head. Grabbing a towel from my hanger and walked into the bathroom.

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After my shower, I brushed my hair, styling it half up and down. I added some light make to my features, I'm already late so I'm not rushing at this point. I unlocked the bathroom door, walking back to see Lucas changing into his shirt leaving his Calvin Klein underwear for display. My body's first reaction was to bite my bottom lip and glancing down at his lower torso.  

Why do I have to go to school?

"What are you thinking about?" He smirked. I felt caught in the moment feeling my cheeks become vivid red. 

"Nothing," I whispered. "I don't have any more contacts," I said, trying to change the subjects so my cheeks would return to my regular complexation. 

"Oh right," Lucas said, coming closer to me. He cupped my face softly and looked down at me pouting. "How will you survive not being able to look at all those boards?" He teased placing a kiss on my head. I playfully elbowed him in his side causing a groan to release from his lips.

"Stop making fun of me," I said. "We need to catch up on two weeks' worth of homework." 

"My parents are going to kill me if I don't keep myself on the honor roll," Lucas stated.

"We already missed two periods," I joked. 

"You are right. We should get going," Lucas said stuffing all his book in his book bag.

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Posters about the Christmas Dance were pasted all around the school. I consistently went to dances since Frankie would make me but this year I actually want to go with Lucas. My favorite part of teen rom coms was watching the couple go to a dance together. Should I expect to be asked by him or should I just assume? We are supposed to be keeping a low profile but I really wanted to go with Lucas. 

Lucas and I showed up right when everyone got out of class, which I'm pretty happy about so I don't have to awkwardly walk in during class. I had to drop off my book bag in my locker before going down to the gym. Even though I was late, I still managed forgetting my gym clothes. 

"Princess, you are so late," Drew said as I punched my combination.

"I know," I laughed, taking my bag from my shoulder and placing it inside the locker.  

From the corner of my eye, I could see he was wearing sunglasses to disguise his back eye, "Can I take you to class?" he asked. 

"I don't think that's necessary," I furrowed my brows as I slammed my locker shut.

"Please Princess," I mentally rolled my eyes.

"Fine," I sighed.

"Let me hold your books." 

Before I could react, he grabbed ahold of the books in my hand and took them into his. As we were walking down the hall, I could feel his hand lingered against mine. I connected my hand with my other in front of me, not letting him get the chance. 

"Drew, don't," I said, my eyes darting at his hand. He then proceeded to start extending his arm around my waist. Why is he doing this? I don't want Lucas or anyone else to get the wrong idea. I tried to distance myself from him. I glared at him, causing his arms to release me. Once we reached the locker room, I grabbed my books from him and entered the room.    

"Hey Frankie," I waved walking up to her. 

Frankie was currently changing into our gym uniform. 

"Are you and Drew a thing?" She eyed me down as she tied her converse shoes. Now people are going to be spreading a rumor about Drew and me. Like my coma situation wasn't enough to talk about. I wouldn't date Drew either way. He's Frankie's soulmate but if she said she wasn't interested and I was allowed to date him. I won't go through with it either way.

"Of course not. I'm with Lucas," I said, "it hurts me that you think I would take your soulmate."

"You know we don't care about the "soulmate" thing," she expressed with air quotes. " I just might want to go to the dance with him."

"You don't have to ask me," I said, stretching my sore legs.

"Didn't you like him?" she asked, raising her perfectly arched eyebrow.

"Yes, but I have a boyfriend now," I said. "Go for him," I commented, following Frankie out the room.

"I just might," Frankie playfully winked at me.

"Oh my gosh, I have so many photos to show you," I said, pulling my phone out from my pocket. 

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"Hey, babe," Lucas wrapped his arms around my waist, placing small kisses on my neck causing me to squirm and my cheeks to appear pink.  

"Hey," I giggled, taking in the fresh breeze. 

"How was your day?" He lets go of my waist, shifting in front of me. Cupping my face again and bent himself down to my height. 

"Pretty boring but I'm happy to be with you now," I felt myself cringe at my attempt to be cute. 

"You always make my day complete," Lucas said, placing a kiss on my cheek causing the butterflies to erupt in my stomach. "I also want to ask you something," he said.

"Yes?" 

Is he going to ask for the dance? How long is it going to take to convince Rebel to let me go? I hope he is asking or it's going to be an awkward let down. 

"Do you want to go to the dance with me?" He said looking bright as a tomato. He opened his book bag, pulling out a bouquet of flowers. Lucas reached into his bag again, this time pulling out a card. His card was in the shape of a heart and looked to be hand made. 

"Aww Lucas of course," I wrapped my arms around his neck and smothering him with kisses.

 DREW

While I was waiting for Imogen to show up, I was pleasantly stunned when Frankie appeared next to me. She seemed utterly nervous when she asked to the dance. I said yes mostly because it must have taken a lot of courage to ask the boy first, but I wondered if Imogen would have said yes. I doubt she would but it wouldn't hurt to try. If I don't ask I know it will keep bothering me till I die. After football practice, I drove to Imogen's house and parked it in the front. After I dried my sweaty palms, I exited my car and walked up to her pavement filled with flowers. I knocked on the door, shoving my hands in my pocket, and waited for a response.  

Finally, for what felt like an eternity the door swung open, "Hey, Imogen. Can I ask you something?" I said,

"Um yeah sure," she closed the door behind her. She looked like an angel in her little cashmere sweater along with her matching bunny slippers. How can a girl like her always have me at her beck and call? My heart can never stay hushed when I'm around her. 

"Wait, let me give you this first," I took my hand out of my pocket, reaching into my bag. Pulling out a rectangle-shaped box that had a white bow around it.

"What's this?" She said with sparkle specs in her eyes. "You didn't have to get me anything Drew."

"Just open it," I smiled trying to hold my excitement back. She gently took the box from my hand, her palm brushing against and causing butterflies to explode in my stomach. 

"You got me a new pair of glasses," She shyly bit her bottom lip. She placed the glasses on her face and started doing poses. "How do I look?" she giggled.

"Gorgeous," I whispered. She came towards me with her arms wide open. I wrapped my arms around her small fragile body. It only lasted a few moments but it was precious to me,  a moment I will be replaying in my head for the next several days.

"I want to ask you to go to the dance?" I looked down, fidgeting with my foot.

"Drew, um, Lucas kind of already asked me. I'm sorry. Here take the glasses back," She said, handing them back to me.

"No, no, it's fine I expected a no. I just need to make sure," I said, feeling a bit defeated.

"Drew I'm sorry," she said.

"It's all good, okay." I smiled, giving her thumbs up and walked to my car.

Good thing Frankie asked me.

  IMOGEN

I received a text from Frankie.

From Frankie

Want to go Dress shopping?"

To Frankie

Sure, Pick me up, please?

From Frankie

Okay be there in 5

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"I love this," I said modeling this mini black dress. It had ruffles around the top and bottom along with a cute bow in the middle. It felt conservative but really cute and comfortable to dance around. "I want to get this."

"Oh god! Imagine with your hair and makeup!! Just perfect!" She squealed.

"Thanks, Franks what are you going to get?"

"I think this one." She said showcasing a dark pink short flared out dress which went down to her mid-thighs and hugged her stomach and boobs but flared out at her hips.

"That's amazing !" It was so beautiful on her but I like my dress better. Frankie tends to overdo things occasionally but it's one of my favorite traits about her. She's definitely coming for first place. Her only competition is Kylie but Frankie definitely going to have guys on their knees during the dance. "Who's your date?"

"Oh, Drew is. You're going with Lucas right! The super hot honor guy with amazing blue eyes?" I looked down. 

She's going with Drew but he asked me first. Or did he ask her first? Why do I even care? I'm happy with Lucas. I'm excited to have my first slow dance with my boyfriend. Drew and Frankie would be a perfect match, they both extremely popular and attractive.

"Yes, isn't his eyes so dreamy," I cooed.

"Hell yea! He was the talk around the school for a month until he was claimed by you," She said, taking photos of her in the dress. "Have you had sex yet?"

Initially, my cheeks turned rose. "No, why would you ask that," I nudged her stomach, earning a shriek from her.

"I'm sorry but I wouldn't be able to be saint around him," Frankie joked, continuing to take thousands of photos of herself.    

"I just don't want to rush anything," I said walking back into the dressing room.   

"Alright, are you ready to pay?" She said.

"Yeah! let's go!"

I hope you enjoy this chapter. Aren't Imogen and Lucas just so precious!! I swear I imagine there moments in my head so cutely. 

What's a romantic gift or gesture you have gotten or imagined you gotten? lmao 

Was what Drew did right? What you think is going to happen in the dance? 

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