hi babies. so, i finally decided to write something since i had lots of free time! im currently trying to write a part two, so it'll be up soon!

i hope you're all doing better than me bc i am screwed haha. love you guys.

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it was homecoming week and the school was filled with spirit. everyday was a different theme that students and teachers participated in.

monday was mix match.
tuesday was twin day.
wednesday was meme day.
thursday was opposite gender day.
friday was spirit day.

you had the perfect outfits for everyday of the week. the only thing you didn't have was a date.

day by day, there was someone getting asked to homecoming and you hated how you hadn't gotten asked. you also didn't have the balls to ask anyone either, there was no one left to ask. it seemed that everyone was taken.

grayson launched a ketchup packet at your forehead that makes you flinch. "dumb bitch, why would you do that?"

"you've been staring at me for the last two minutes, it's getting weird, you asshat!"

you shake your head. "whatever."

"you're not thinking about asking me to homecoming, are you? i already have a date with becky with the good hair."

you giggle. "calm down, beyonce. im not trying to ask you. im thinking of who i can ask. everyone seems to be taken. the only person i can think of who's not taken is..." you met grayson's eye and wiggle your brows.

he wiggles his back in defense. soon enough, it breaks out into a war with your eyebrows. it was odd how you two could understand what the other was attempting to say without ever saying the words.

suddenly, grayson flicks your hand. "you're not taking my brother to homecoming, y/n! absolutely not."

"but why? he's single! he's available!"

"because he's ethan! my brother who got kicked out of school for fighting too much. my brother who doesn't care for anyone but himself, you're not going with him, i forbid it," he spits.

you tilt your head. "you know when you forbid things it only makes me want to do it more."

"im serious, y/n. he's off the table."

"screw you," you stand. "you're not able to tell me who i can and can't take to homecoming. instead of trying to support me you're bringing me down, what a best friend you are." you leave him flabbergasted and angry, wishing that you wouldn't ask ethan out. but what was the harm in trying?

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after school, you drove to the dolan household where you knew grayson wouldn't be. he was most likely at football practice or out hanging out becky.

you could see ethan's black jeep in the driveway, along with his mom's car. you knock on the door and take a step back, admiring the view of their lovely home.

the door opens and ethan is the first face you see. "hey, y/n." he yawns. "grayson isn't here."

"oh i know! i came to see you," you smile.

he deeply admires your melanin glow and let's you inside to the living room. "why me? did grayson get caught up in something that i don't know about?"

you shake your head. "no no no. nothing like that at all, it has to do with homecoming."

"okay. what about it?" he takes a seat on the couch where you follow beside him.

"well, i know that you're not going because you've never done school functions, but i was wondering if you'd go with me?"

he freezes and stares at you blankly. "i think you should go."

"what, why? because i asked you to homecoming?" you ask in confusion.

he shakes his head. "it's a no, if you didn't catch the hint."

you chuckle. "yeah i got that, but why? at least give me an explanation."

"how do you show up to my house, ask me to go to homecoming with you and then ask for a reason when i reject you? are you seriously that dense, y/n?"

"don't be an asshole, ethan." his mom yelled from around the corner.

he rolls his eyes.

"fine, i'll go." you stand up and walk out the door feeling unfulfilled.

"don't let the door hit you on your way out." he called after you.

as you're leaving, you see grayson pull up in his car and he's eyeing you angrily. he jumps out the car and slams the door, making cacophony.

"i told you not to ask him! what part of 'i forbid it' did you not understand?" he yelled.

you growled. "shut the hell up! he said no anyway, it's not like it fucking matters anymore."

grayson relaxed and rolled his shoulders back with ease. "it would've never been a great homecoming anyway. not with him, he's a mess."

the door to the house swings open with a smiley ethan. "actually, y/n, i'll take you up on that offer if you're still down."

you scrunch your eyebrows in the turn of events and nod. "yeah, of course. see you saturday, dolan." you look back to grayson and smile at his infuriated state.

this was going to be a trainer wreck homecoming.