"Our grade. Its odd though. We havent had a new kid in our grade since 2nd grade." He said, "Although I wonder he was here before and then left and decided to come back." Atlas looked at Oriana, her hair was always nice and soft looking. But yet again she was easy on the eyes. Gorgeous. "And back to the game, I promise you'll get the best seat. Players get to reserve spots so, I'll let you know where you sit before the game starts." Oriana deserved the best spot that he knew of. She was pretty close to him, and kinda wished they were more than friends but he was fine being friends.
"Well, if I recognse him I'll let you know," She replied, smiling as she tried to remember just who had all left their grade since 2nd grade. Oriana tapped her pencil against her leg, brushing a strand of hair away from her face again, "I'll be there as long as there's a spot for me, best seat in the house or no." She studied Atlas calmly as she talked, her face flushing very gently as she got caught up in how eye catching he was.
Atlas smiled at her, "Alright." He looked back at his notebook and put it away, "what do you wanna talk about now?" He asked her, most of the class talking among themselves. Mr. Fona didn't care, actually he was sleeping at his desk. "I dont have a lot of interesting things."
Oriana thought for a minute before another bright smile split across her face, "Hmm…Ooh! Did you find a date for the school dance yet? You have to go this year, it's our senior year, so don't even give me the excuse that you're not going." She leaned forward, resting her head on her hands and smiling at him. Her pencil was tucked behind her ear, almost hidden in the mass of curls.
Atlas rolled his eyes, "Are you kidding me? You really want me to go huh?" No doubt he had thought about asking her but he knew that she had many candidates asking her to go. "But no I haven't asked anyone." He told her.
"Yes I want you to go," She replied, rolling her eyes and winking at him, "If you don't find anyone, I'll find someone for you." Oriana had already been asked several times to go with different people in their class, but she had turned them all down. Maybe it was stupid, but she wanted to ask Atlas to go. Screw guys asking girls, she would ask him, that was, if he didn't have anyone to go with and if he actually returned the crush she had on him.
"Oh no no no. I'd rather go with you, than one of your friends. Plus I'd enjoy going with you more than with someone I barely know." He told her, "Don't go playing match maker for me." To be honest he really wanted to go with her but was too nervous to ask her. and plus who knew how his mom would react. He smiled at her, "Although I doubt you'd want to go with a silent guy like me." Atlas looked at her, trying to imagine them two going to the school dance. "But I'd go with you if you wanted." He told her, a slight pink showing up on his cheeks.
She laughed playfully and winked at him, "Maybe I was going to suggest right off the bat that you were going to be my date. Can't let the star soccer player find an actual good date." Oriana shrugged, bumping him with her elbow, "That is, if you accept my offer of being your date?" Asking him to be her date, no matter how out of the way she asked, gave her butterflies, but she acted as if they didn't exist, waiting with a charming smile for his answer.
"Oh? and youre not a good date huh?" He laughed, "Yeah I guess I'll go. Only because your dragging me along." and I do want to go with you as more than friends, Atlas smiled at her, Don't doubt for a second that I don't like you O. he thought as he looked at her. "I'm not the star soccer player. Only have the highest amount of goals the school has seen in a while." Atlas bragged a bit, "But I'm sure I can find some time for you in my busy 'star' life."
"No I'm not a good date, I'll make you dance with me and I assure you I'll talk your ear off," She replied, laughing and smiling back at him, "Having the highest amount of goals doesn't make you the star soccer player? How does that work?" Oriana was estatic that he wanted to go with her, no matter how reluctant it seemed, "Well now we have to decide, are you going to match me? Or go with different colors?"
He decided to mess with her, "Mmm I was thinking you blue and me yellow. Just kidding, up to you. Like I've said before I don't do dances and I don't know how they work." I'd rather you talk my ear off than someone annoying. He thought. Atlas looked at her, "Yeah yeah I guess I am the star player. I'm just hoping that I dont get hurt during the game."
Lightly, she smacked him again at his color suggestions, smiling either way, "Well, my dress isn't blue, I'll tell you that. It's more of a light lavender..you could wear a tie that color, or I'll find a complementing color." Oriana studied his face for a second, quickly looking away as she thought, "Please don't get hurt, then I'll have no one to cheer for at the game. Now, back to the dance.."
"I'm not one to pick fights so it'll be pretty easy for me to lay low." Atlas told her, "Hmmm, lavender. Suits you." He liked listening to her voice, it was soothing to him. "I'll match you. If I'm going to be your date I'll be nice and match you." Atlas smiled and fixed his hair. "How fancy is this thing? Like do I need to have my dad take me tux shopping or what?" He asked her, curious now. He was getting kinda excited now.
"You should be good with just dress pants and a nice shirt, but a tux would work just as well," She replied with a shrug, her smile returning, "Lavender would look good on you too, I think you'll look nice with a lavender tie or shirt." Oriana tapped her leg against the floor, happily going over everything about them going to the dance together.
"Now that I think about it I think I have a lavender shirt from my sisters wedding. She wanted me to wear lavender. The whole immediate family." He informed Oriana. "Hopefully it still fits. Although I havent changed much since Freshman year. Just grew taller." Atlas fiddled with a pencil. "I'm kinda excited now."
Oriana nodded easily, smile growning easily, "That and a black tie would look really good." She wasn't going to force Atlas to wear anything he didn't want to, but if he was able to match her dress they would look nice together. Especially going together after talking about it for less than five minutes.
Atlas hummed in agreement, "Also you know your not forcing me to go right? I genuinely want to go with you. To be honest I actually planned on asking you after the playoff game." A soft smile grew on his face, "And yes in front of everyone. even though I'm introverted I'd do it for you."
Her face flushed at the idea of him asking her in front of everyone at the game, but she replied with a smile, "I would've said yes. I've been planning on asking you for about three days now, but I couldn't decide the best way to do so without embarrassing you."
"I don't mind a couple minutes of embarrassment." he told her, "Glad to know you would've said yes." Atlas faintly blushed, but there was no hope in hiding it. He smiled, glad that they were talking, "I'm still going to ask you publicly though. I can't have you being asked continuously."
"Make sure you tell me when you're going to, that way I can look somewhat presentable," She joked, a smile on her face, "I don't even want to say how many people have asked me just in the past week." Oriana could feel her blush fading slowly but she was still flusted, nervous to know that she was going to be asked to the dance publicly. Even if she had been asked publicly before, it was different now. She really liked Atlas.
"You always look stunning so dont go pulling that BS on me." He told her, looking up at Oriana and his blush now very noticeable. "And I wont do anything too embarrassing for you." Atlas joked, knowing that he wasnt going to do much but he had to figure it out. And hopefully his mom would understand.
With one simple compliment her blush returned to full and she laughed lightly, nudging him with her knee, "As long as you don't shout out your words through a megaphone or do some dance routine to ask me, nothing will be embarrassing. That's not a challenge to beat by the way." Even though she knew she was now going to be asked, she was almost more excited for it than when she had a hunch she was going to be asked. Though that may have been heavily based on the fact that it was Atlas asking her.
"I'm not dancing to a routine. NEVER EVER." He chuckled, "I was thinking a simple sign and flowers. Not sure though." Atlas smiled again, excited that things might work out. "Anyways so lavender yes?" He had to confirm that was the correct color, his thoughts were a mess. All full of Oriana, her smiled, her looks, everything about her.
"A sign and flowers sounds good, and yes, lavender," She replied, nodding and letting her smile reappear at full, "I can send you a picture of my dress if you want an exact color." Oriana didn't know if he did want to match her, but she was completely for the idea. She was actually going to a school dance with her crush, for the first time in four years. And not only that, it was Atlas, the boy she had been crushing on for the entirety of high school.
"Yeah, you can do that. It probably be best if we matched exactly. I hate when people go and their two different shades of one color." He got a little bit artsy there, talking about shades of colors. "Hey O, can I ask you something? You dont have to tell me if you dont want to I just…I need to know." He looked at her, kinda seriously. "Throughout High School, did you ever like me? Like as in more than friends?" Atlas asked her, his hand fidgeting with his pencil, and his gaze on her. "You don't have to tell me, I'm just curious."
Oriana nodded in agreement. It didn't look right when people used two different shades of the same color, or at least it didn't look as put together. "Sure what's up?" She asked when he asked about a question, a soft smile on her face. At the mention of asking if she had liked him, her face flushed and she paused for a moment, answering in a softer tone than before, "I..uh…I did. I do." Quickly she glanced up at him, adding on, "I mean, if you're uncomfortable with it I totally understand. But yes…I had a crush on you since freshman year." Oriana's face was thoroughly flushed as she asked, "What about you?"
He laughed, "I thought it was obvious Oriana. I've liked you this whole time, all throughout high school." Atlas smiled again, "It was silly of me though, i thought. I always thought that I was stupid for liking someone like you, because were two completely different people. But I stuck with my feelings, even if you had someone else in your life." He thought back to the day that he began crushing on her, his face now red. "I tried to make my feelings for you obvious," Atlas looked at her, his leg bumping into hers on 'accident'. He let his leg stay there, wanting to see her reaction.
By the end of the confession, Oriana's face was beet red and she was trying hard to seem unaffected, though clearly she was relieved that he felt the same towards her. "Well, I'm fairly oblivious to most things," She jokingly replied, bumping his leg back and letting her's stay there as well. "You even liked me when we had gym together and I beat you?" A tiny smile crossed her face as she talked as well as soft laughter.
He laughed, "Oh hunny, I let you beat me. Plus you would always pout when we had the soccer lesson and I beat you." Atlas fixed his hair from resting in his eyes and looked at her, but for some reason, all the innocent thoughts he had about her flew out, and in came the sexual ones. Ahhh Shit not nowwwwwwwwww! He whined in his head, but soon enough the thoughts of her left his head. "I surprised you even liked me when I beat you in soccer lesson. I played pretty damn rough, surprised you didn't get hurt. Although you are pretty athletic." He looked at the clock, class not even close to being over. "You wanna go play a bit of soccer? Mr. Fona lets me leave class a lot, as long as he know that the assignments are done. I use this time to practice soccer, so maybe you wanna come play?" Atlas looked at Oriana, damn she very gorgeous.
