His lips curved into a huge grin as he saw me. I ignored. He can't do this to me, he say's he loves me but drool around Abby. He just can't do this.

He is trying to play soccer, the game he sucks at. But why?
Whatever the reason is he just can't make Brook coach him.

"Brook." I shout from the hedge of the ground. But he does not reply, he keeps on playing, inspite of him Cruz jog towards me.

"Hey, I am here too." He winks informing me me as if I don't know.
"Oh! Really? I did not notice you" I utter. His expression changes.
"Something wrong?" He asks. Everthing! Sir everything is wrong.
"You know Brook is not allowed to play" I lash out.

"C'mon, you can't make an omelette without breaking eggs" He smiles.
I raise my eyebrows, not understanding what he mean by this idiom.

"Blake, he wants to accomplish something in this sport and its not possible unless he puts something else on stake.
He just can't sit and watch his friends playing. You know, it hurts him.
He need to fight his injury." He asserted.

He was right, but still it felt wrong.
"And that something else is his health, Cruz you are saying that he has to keep his health on stake for this stupid game. What if something wrong happens?" I flapped

"Blake, nothing wrong will happen" he says placing his hands on my shoulders. I looked into his eyes. He was genuine. I replyed with a soft nod. Smiling he pulled me into a hug.

I am still not okay, though this Brook matter is solved, but Abby isn't. I pull out of the hug.
"Wanna do something tonight, movie or something" he smirked.
Yes! I want to.
"No I am not free, but yes you can have fun with her, what was her name? Abby, yes" I say and shove off.

"And yes! Wash your dirty hands, they just spoiled my new top" I utter, He looks at me, confused and then back at his hands covered with mud.

Cruz's P.O.V

What is wrong with her? I am noticing since morning she is ignoring me. I head towards the restroom to wash my hands and clean my muddy clothes.

I shouldn't have played that stupid soccer game, but that was just to cheer up Brook. I wanted him to play with me.

"Take this" a student council member passes me a card. Its a white card with a snowflake in middle.

I saw that notice board this morning, about the prom. The first thought came to my mind was Blake. I need to ask her but how? I really suck at these things. Impressing a girl is hard, especially if the girl is Blake. And the only person who could help me was Abby.

She is a girl herself and know's what a girl expect and wants from a guy. but now it seems like Blake hates her.
Its not her fault, its Abby. She can be really rude sometimes.

I read the invitation which says:

You are cordially invited to the YULE BALL

Friday February 21st
8pm until midnight

23 Diamond Shower
Hogwarts Great Hall
Platform 9 3/4

This ticket admits student and optional guest.

I have to propose Blake, but how? Abby isn't helping me with Blake. I need them to be friends, for my good.
Moreover Blake is ignoring me too.

How should I explain her there is nothing between me and Abby. I need to tell her who she is.

I walk out of the school and see Blake sitting alone on the stairs in front of the school enterance. Her eyes were closed, and had earphones in her ears, and I pod in her hands.

She was bobbing and tilting her head with the beat of the music and mouthing the lyrics. She looked beautiful.

I jogged towards her and sat beside her. She didn't notice. For next five minutes, I silently watched her, enjoying the song. Finally I place my right hand on her left shoulder.

Her eye's shot open with my touch.
"Wanna talk?" I asked.
"What?" She frowned, not getting what I said. I pluck the earphone from her left ear.
"What do you want?" She groaned.

"Blake, you are ignoring me?" I ask more like state.
"No, I'm not." She answers.
"C'mon tell me the reason." I insist.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"But I want to."

"Why are you wasting your time here, Abby would be waiting for you" she says coldly.
So Abby is the problem. Huh! Blake is jealous, I smirk as I realise. Glad to know Blake is jealous for me.

"You are getting it wrong" I chuckle.
"What wrong?" She frowns.
"You know, you are the only one I want" I say.
"Hmm, then who is Abby. Someone special?" She raises her eyebrows.

"Yes, I mean No, she is my half-cousin" I say. Her jaw meets the floor.
"She was my only friend when I was in Canada. The day you saw her in my house, that was her first day in Boston. She is one of the few people I trust." I say.
"Oh!" She murmurs embarrassed, then adds," I am sorry, thought she is-"
I cut her off, "It's okay." I smile.

"You know what? Your cousins are really a big trouble" she chuckles. Does she mean Jasper?
"Ugh! Jasper wasn't my cousin" I sigh.
She laughs.

"You will get along Abby well, once you start knowing her" I say.
"Haha, no way! We are never gonna get along" she states.
"You were jealous right?" I smirk.
"No I wasn't" she rolls her eyes.
"Don't lie" I tease.
"Shut up" she smacks my arm.

"Ouch! Are you still mad?" I ask rubbing my arm wher she just smacked.
"I was never mad." She answers.
"Stop lying" I smirk.
"I don't lie" she says fluttering her lashes.
"Another lie" I laugh, she joins too.

"So.." I say.
"So what?" She asks.
How should I ask her for prom? Should it be simple or-
Ughh! I need to think fast.

"Nothing." I shake my head.
"Lets go back then." She gets up. I nod following her.

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It's so hard. I just can't think of anything right now. I have never asked a girl before. What should I do?
I drop on my bed thinking ways to ask her for prom.

I need help. Who could help me?
Caleb? Nah. John? Nah. Jack? Nah, he is too busy with his band.
Abby? No, she is too stubborn.
Brooklyn? Yes! He is the one.

He know the ways of girls and surely knows about Blake.
I slip out my phone and diall Brook's number.

After three to four rings, he picks up his phone.
"Yo" he greets.
"Heya, Cruz here." I answer.
"I know, right? Wassup dude? Wanna learn soccer?" He laughs.
"I am pretty sure within few days you will become another David Beckham." I could feel his chuckle. I snort.

"Man, I need your help" I say.
"Okay, what is it?" He asks now a little serious.
"Actually its...you know that prom is coming, right?" I try to form words.
"Wait-wait, I am getting it, you are asking me to help you to ask Blake for prom, right? Tell me I am not getting it wrong?" He asserts
"Yeah, right" I chuckle.

"Ha! Meet me in fifteen, at starbucks" he orders.
"Alright" I disconnect the phone.
Starbucks is a good ten minutes walk from here.

I take a table, and wait for Brook.
Its already fifteen minutes. I grab my phone out and start playing color switch. Its the best time pass game.

"Bhaww!" Someone pats my shoulders.
I snap my head back to look the idiot, "nice attempt." I smirk at him.
"Whatever" He rolls his eyes.
"Did you order something?" He asks grabbing a chair.

"Yeah, two chai latte's" I say.
"Perfect" he remarks.
"Listen I will help you, but only if-"
"What if?" I frown. He bends forward and murmur something really very slow.

"Are you serious?" I glare at him.
"Huh! Of-course not.....I mean yes" He says moving his fingers through his hair.
"Come to the point" I say.
"I just wanna know her" he answers.
"Your sister will kill you. You know that, right?" I ask.

"Yes, I know but still, umm! I will help you and you will help me" he says.
"Alright but don't dare do anything wrong" I warn.
"Of course, I will not. Deal" he says stretching out his hand.
I shake it. "Deal" I mouth.

Blake's P.O.V

He hasn't asked me yet, for prom. A simple promposal would work. I was so wrong about Abby. She is just her cousin, right?

But still she get onto my nerves. Why everyone related to him is so annoying? Jasper the this Abby.

How can I think like that? I know Cruz would never hurt me, would he?
I was so ignorant and rude towards him. I think I should propose him for prom. Darn! I can't, what if he does not except it?

I walk towards the kitchen to grab a energy bar.

But I keep cruising
Can't stop, won't stop moving
It's like I got this music in my mind
Saying it's gonna be alright.

Its my phone. I fumble for my phone in my pocket, but its not there. It's in the living room, I guess.

I jog towards the living room and grab my phone from the couch. Cruz the caller ID reads.

My heart starts to skip beats. Is he finally gonna ask me? Nervous, I slide the green option on my phone, answering the call.

"Hello." I hear his low tempting voice.
"Hey." I answer biting my lower lip.
"I want to see you." He whispers from the other side of thr phone.
Me too!

"Really?" My lips curve into a wide smile.
"I want to meet you." I swift sensation rushed up my spine, as I heard his soft voice.

"Where I have to come?" I ask.
"Uhm, someone will come to pick you up, in an hour. Bye, love you."He whispers and disconnects the call, without letting me say something.

He wants to see me, he wants to meet me. I grin, thinking about what he just said. I dance upto my room and change my outfit.

Wait! Who is gonna pick me?
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