With my laptop under my arm, I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell to Jasper's house.

This is it. I can do this. I've faced much harder things in life than this.

When the front door swung open, I almost fell to my knees due to how nervous I was, "I can't do this!"

Jasper blinked at my sudden outburst, looking at me as if I lost my mind. Tell me boy, how in the world did you decide to get into a relationship with this mad woman? If I were you, I would have ran away the minute I saw myself.

Darling, I think I just lost my sanity.

I showed him the device and he nodded in understanding, letting me inside his house. We climbed up the stairs and went to his room, and this time, I'm not panicking over the same thing all over again.

"Help me," I practically begged him, sitting down on his bed, opening my laptop and browsing back to the application screen. Once again, the form was filled up with the necessary information, all I need was to press the button.

There was also the option of ticking the box that said that I will not be going to the early freshman program but I'm still admitted to the university.

He gave me a comforting smile as he positioned himself next to me, craning his neck to get a good look of the screen. He showed me his hand and ignoring the idiotic thing on my lap, I rested my hand on his and he intertwined our fingers together.

"I already told you," he said, "I'll go with whatever decision you'll make."

The fact he's so supporting makes me cry and I'm here having a bitch fight with my brain over this thing.

Being indecisive really have its down sides.

"I want to go to Europe," I admitted, "I want it more than this stupid program."

"But?" he questioned, placing his chin on top of my shoulder.

Sighing, I looked back down on the screen, "But I know this is something that's going to be so good for my college life."

"If you have an answer for that, then let me ask you something," he started, "Why do you want to go to Europe?"

Cheesy as it may sound, it's because I want some time with Jasper. I neglected him for three damn years, I let him go through circles before we got together, I was slightly the reason why his shoulder is currently in pain, and because I love him too much that I allowed myself to actually reject this.

May that love be the one I'm feeling because of how deep our friendship is or the love that a couple feels, I may never know, but what I do know is, I want to have those moments with him.

The moments where we'll take cliché tourist pictures with the landmarks or get lost in an unknown country and wander around endlessly, having fun along the way as we pray that we get back home.

For once, I want to have that dangerous and crazy kind of fun.

Can I please make a reckless decision?

"We still have prom, graduation" he listed off, "And I'll always visit you."

"Are you telling me to go to this program?" my eyes widened, turning my head to look at him.

He placed a kiss on my cheek as he reached out for my other hand, "Together?"

Biting my lip, I let my finger hover over the enter button. With the aid of Jasper's hand, I finally pressed it down. The screen started loading until we were presented the 'Thank you for applying' page with the instructions on what to do next.

 What just happened?

"Now how about I get us some ice cream," Jasper said, taking the device and placing it on top of his covers, "Then let's watch any movie of your choice."

How the hell can he stay nonchalant after what he just did?!

Here I was, having an inner monologue about enjoying my youth and doing something irresponsible and here he goes doing something mature.

Gosh, I sound like I've completely lost my head already.

"Jasper!" I exclaimed, shooting up from my spot. His eyes focused on me, telling me to continue with whatever I was going to say, but I can't think of any way to put it into words. I balled up my fist and screamed a long, "Aaaah!"

He leaned back a little in shock, but then he spoke, "Or pizza could work too."

He's missing the point.

"Do you have any idea on what did you do?" I started flailing my arms, "You can't just do that out of the blue and expect me to be alright with it."

He also pushed himself up off of his bed and grabbed my shoulders to make me look directly up to him, "If I didn't do it, this would have dragged on for a few more chapters."

"Chapters?" I questioned, tilting my head to the side, "What are you talking about?"

"I meant days," he corrected himself, "It may even go on for weeks."

I was being dramatic, I knew it, but this had been puzzling me for a long time and out of the moment, he decided to just do it.

"I wanted to see the sights with you," I mumbled, defeat finally leaking into my voice, "I want to taste the exotic treats," I continued on, "Heck, I want to get lost."

"You really are one of a kind, Savannah Everett," he chuckled, "Calm down, this isn't the end of everything."

"What if I do something out of the blue with you?" I muttered grumpily like a child, "What if I suddenly decided that I want to break up with you?"

Without even a second to think about it, he answered my question with no hesitation, "Then I'll try every single day to win you back."

Perhaps I was getting soft, because with that simple statement, it was enough to melt all of my annoyance away. I finally relaxed from my rigid stance, and slightly look down on the ground in shame, I apologized under my breath, "I'm sorry."

He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and offered me one of his boyish smiles that I couldn't help but ravel in, "It's alright, I understand where you're coming from."

God, tell me what incredible thing that I did to deserve this man?

"Now how about that movie?" he reminded once again, guiding me to the door, "So are we going for ice cream or pizza?"

Trying to push away the negativity, I faked a smile towards him, "Both."

He shrugged, "Anything you want."

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"Savannah!" Jasper called out, running to catch up with me as I was already on my way to the small room for the student body officers.

I halted in my steps and waited for him to reach me. With his speed, it wasn't really that hard, "Let's go home together, we can stop anywhere you want."

I was still slightly bummed out about the whole ordeal, but I was trying to hide it from Jasper. I was hoping that he was buying the act, but for the fact that I noticed his sudden increase of affection, I'm sure that wasn't the case.

Sure, he's always sweet, but if he stuffs your locker with flowers every single day, you know that it isn't normal anymore.

He was trying to cheer me up, and as much as I appreciated the efforts, the thought of going to the freshman program just pops back into my head every time I tried to push it away.

"I have to go to a meeting," I muttered, shooting him an apologizing look.

He frowned slightly, but he quickly perked himself up, "Then I'll wait for you to finish."

"I don't know how long it's going to take," I tried to reason, "You could go ahead without me, I don't want you waiting for too long."

"Savannah..." he trailed off, finally losing his cheery act.

Come on, Savannah, liven him up.

"Let's go out tomorrow after school," I told him, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek, hoping it would lift up his mood.

His face did lit up the moment I did the gesture and that was already a success for me.

"I know you're still upset," he mumbled under his breath, praying that I didn't hear it.

Sorry, buddy, but I heard it.

"I'm not," I said. Lies, all you spout are lies!

Of course, this boyfriend of mine could just see right through me.

"If I could just cheer you up," he sighed.

Honestly, I just want to get out of this funk already.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I bid him goodbye.

When I walked into the room, everybody was already there and it looked like there were in the middle of the meeting that wasn't supposed to start yet.

Kyla was at the head of the table and when the door swung open, everybody looked up to see me, "What's going on here?"

"I thought we should start the meeting earlier," our beloved student body vice-president shrugged, "So I texted everybody."

Scrunching my eyebrows in confusion, I set down my bag and joined her at the very end of the table, "It would have been better if you informed me."

"Oops," she gasped. Like I said before, she's the worst actor.

"Whatever," I sighed, deciding that there's no point if I kept on pushing in with the subject, "I hope you did something productive."

She grinned, before subtly glancing at the rest of the people in the room, "Oh we did."

Alright, I feel like this isn't going to be pleasing for me.

I called up a meeting to discuss what we're going to do with prom. This was the day we were supposed to determine the theme and start with the planning, I was silently praying that they were able to do something with the so-called 'early start'.

Kyla pointed to the small whiteboard standing behind here and I instantly paled at what they have decided.

"Around the World," she read the words that was neatly written with a black marker, "I could almost picture it, we could recreate the landmarks, have boarding passes as tickets, and we could even decorate the hallways instead of just the gym."

Oh she's clearly doing this on purpose.

She was the first person I told about what happened with me and Jasper, and she knows how much I wanted to go to that trip with him. If this was her idea to make me feel like I still went to Europe with Jasper, then she could just bury this idea six feet under.

"And you all just agreed with this?" I groaned, turning to the other students. To my surprise, they all agreed, nodding their heads towards my direction.

 "Is there any problem, pres?" Kyla batted her lashes innocently as I sent her a sharp glare.

As much as I want to turn this down, it was the voice of the majority, and who am I to become a dictator and just act on my own?

"Fine," I finally sighed, giving up.

With that grin of success that I really wanted to wipe away, Kyla turned back to the other people in the room and started to say her ideas and plans for the event.

I had no other choice other than to sit down and look like a child not-so-subtly hiding a tantrum. I just responded at the short questions thrown to me, but other than that, I was just being a silent moody bitch at the side.

"Alright," Kyla breathed out, looking at the whiteboard that was now filled with notes, "I guess we can stop for today."

She looked expectantly with me and with the most bored expression I can muster, I announced, "Meeting adjourned."

People started filing out of the room and when the door shut close after the last person left, I shot my best friend a dry look, "Kyla!"

"What?" she asked, looking amused.

Girl, you know what's what. Wait, did that even make sense?

"You know I'm still a bit chuffed up about the Europe thing," I grumbled, resting my chin on top of my palm.

She reached out and placed a hand on top of my head, "Would you please stop doing that?"

"Doing what?" I questioned dumbly.

"Stop us from cheering you up," she replied, sitting on the table, "You know Jasper's also worried about you."

"I know..." I trailed off.

"Now trust me on this," she smiled comfortingly.

And that was the day I entrusted Kyla Bailey to handle everything about prom. This may lead up to the worst or best night of my whole high school life.

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Hey guys, today marks the official two years of my wattpad account! Pizza and ice cream on me! Thank you so much for staying with me and I have a lot more good things coming up for you all.

This chapter was actually turned around, the original one was supposed to be that Savannah wouldn't make the decision, but when I searched from prom themes for this story, Around the World cam up on pinterest, and there we go, an idea was conceived from that.

Question: How should Jasper ask out Savannah for prom?

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