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// Chapter 4 
// Story: Someone Who Cares 
// by Frizzy 
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"Uh... Sweetie? Are you okay? You've been staring off into nothing for about a minute now."

What? Had a minute gone by already? You must have zoned out. "Sure." You reply, barely aware of your surroundings. What was going on again? Oh, that's right, you were just about to ask Cheerilee out on a d- HOLY SHIT! You begin to panic as the thought of what you were doing flooded back to you. This is crazy! You were about to ask Cheerilee out on a date, and you couldn't even do it! 'Cheerilee, will you go out on a date with me?' That was good, but maybe you should try again, except this time you could actually say it out loud. "Cheerileewillyougooutwithme?" You say, finally working up the courage to say it out loud.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" Cheerilee asks, looking puzzled. Dammit, she didn't understand you. You still have a chance to abort the mission.

"Uh... Nevermind. I-it's not important." You turn away from her so she wouldn't see you brightly blush. 'Way to go the cowardly way out.' You scold yourself. "I think I'm going to go to bed. Good night." You turn and leave the kitchen.

"Uh... Wait a second." Cheerilee says. You turn around to face her. You are surprised to see her blushing. "I was, uh, wondering," She begins. "If, uh, you would like to go on a date tomorrow night?" She asks. What? Your mind is full of fuck right now. Cheerilee just asked you out, right after you failed to do the same. She actually wanted to ask you out! You couldn't believe it. You both felt the same way about eachother. This is the greatest moment of your life.

"Yes!" You blurt. You could have responded with a little less enthusiasm, but you were just so excited. "Er, I mean, yeah. I, uh, just failed at asking you a second ago." You blush, awkwardly, rubbing the back of your head. You are both blushing now, the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"So." Cheerilee says.

"So." You reply.

"It's a date then?" She asks.

"It's a date." You reply.

"Well... good night!" She says.

"Good night!" You reply. You both walk off in the direction of your bedrooms, and go to bed. But neither of you fell asleep any time soon. No, you were both too excited about your date tomorrow.

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Author's notes:
Well, sorry it's kinda short, but I just wanted to get this chapter out there. The next chapter will be the finale. So, expect stuff to happen. I'm hoping I can make it longer than usual. No, scratch that- I will make it longer than usual. In the meantime, it's 1 am, and I'm tired. Good night!