**Apparently this book is ranked #9 in the Homestuck Category??? I have too many happy feelings about this. Thank you, all of you, for reading and voting and commenting on my oneshot book! W o w this is kinda huge for me. Thank you, thank you, thank you, I love all of you guys!

Now, onto the oneshot! Warning, kind of short, I am mentally preparing for a Banquet that is like a big-ass deal in the drama community, so FML. And I'm preforming a song I made myself, someone just get me sick or break a limb. Anyways, back on topic, the STORY!!!**

Ugh.

Ugh.

UGH.

Why do girls have to be so pretty and kid and smart and absolutely amazing?

There's no fucking answer to that, they just are! Especially Y/n L/n. She is the most beautiful person. Not just in looks either, but her mind is beautiful with her quirky humor and smart comebacks.

Ugh, she's too perfect for this world, and way out of my fucking league.

I scream in my pillow, my face heating up at the thought of her smile. I call Terezi to rant real quick so I can get it out of my system. I place the phone by my ear and mouth, not even bothering to see the Caller ID. I know Terezi's number more than I know what I ate for breakfast this morning.

"Duuuuuuuuude," I wail. "I am in trou8le with the girl again!"

"UH-"

"Just, just listen to me, Ter-Ter." I flop back onto my bed, my ceiling covered with a Daft Punk poster. "Y/n. Fucking. L/n. Like, holy SH8T!" I rub my eyes from under my glasses.

"How the fuck, why the fuck, and when the fuck did I end up on this planet with her? She's so pretty and amazing and it's soooooooo unfair that she's t8tally out of my league. Legit, the smartest in class? The m8st sarcastic gal I know, and I know you, Terezi dear."

I whine into the phone.

"Do you ever think that she'll even look at me? The pop queen with fandoms and 8ooks to the 8rain. Yeah, right. 8ut what should I do to get this nasty shit called feelings off my 8ack?"

"U-Uh-"

"This is the f8r real time when I need you, Ter."

"I'm not Terezi?"

Oh shit. Oh shiiiiiiiit. I know that voice. I stare at my phone before hitting the end button.

Then I chucked my phone across my room while screaming like a banshee.

I WAS TALKING TO Y/N L/N THE ENTIRE TIME, SOMEONE CULL ME!

My phone rings. I look at it with disgust. Stupid thing that I stupidly called with and stupidly ranted to stupid Terezi who wasn't Terezi. 

Phones are Stupid.

I answer it but check the Caller ID this time. It was a phone number slightly altered from Terezi's. That only means one thing:

Y/n is calling me to confirm and drag my ass at school with video evidence. I still answer.

"Vriska?"

"Y/nI'msoooooooosorrythatthathappenedyouseeIwasjusttryingtotalkwithTereziand-"

"Vriska, chill."

I chill. Or, at least my speech chills, my bloodpumper is still going a million beats per second.

"I was wondering if we could meet up sometime?"

Her voice went a little higher pitched, showing that she was nervous. Even thought I just confessed to her.

"Like, as a date?"

"Yes, like a date. I mean, it's totally cool with me if not, but I'd like it to be a date."

Y/N L/N ASKED ME OUT ON A DATE, AM I DEAD? IS THIS HEAVEN?

"I'd like this to 8e a date too."

"Oh. Great. I'll, uh, I'll pick you up after school?"

"Sure, see you then?"

"Yeah. Bye."

"Bye."

I wait till she hangs up, which she doesn't do. I hear her sigh and a muffled squeal informs me that she has a screaming pillow too. 

"I just asked out the Vriska Serket!" She squeals and instantly my face heats up.

"Y/n?"

"OH SHIT, BYE!"

She hung up and I do as well.

With trembling hands, I place my phone on my bed and my face must look so goofy with the size of my smile. I dance around my room in a crazy way, the best moment of my life just happening. 

I can't w8 for tomorrow!!