Sweet, Sweet, Yeah

"Wanna-go-to-prom-with-me," Tony muttered in an exhale. He wasn't really asking, he was merely stuttering through a declaritve sentence. He didn't honestly expect Chanese, the smartest girl on the mathletes, to actually go with him. Reggie, Tony's best friend said he didn't have a chance. What was he bringing to the table? Sure, he'd won the Northshire Science Fair eight years running, but what does that prove? Chanese was perfect. She was starring at Tony, that cool and calculating stare that made all the boys in the Honors program cringe with ecstacy. Tony felt as though he had stopped breathing, and yet he could hear his mouth emitting the soft panting noise that had gotten him slapped in a crowded line at the Shop-N-Go. He could see Chanese's soft, blonde bangs swaying in the warmth of his breath. "I'd love to go with you, Tony," she said, pulling herself back out of his breath's range. "Sweeet," Tony said greedily, "This is totally awesome." Chanese quickly wiped the droplets of spittle off her face from Tony's exclamation of joy. Neither of them spoke to each other for a minute. Tony couldn't believe it. He was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. He simply stared at her, thinking of all the fun they were going to have and what an idiot Reggie was. After two minutes of this Chanese rolled her eyes, "Okay, Tony, you can go and sit down now." Tony smiled, "Yeah, okay," he said, but he didn't move. In fact he hadn't heard what she had said. They stared at each other for another five minutes. Chanese finally left, and Tony did too, three hours later. As the weeks went on, Tony never got the courage back up to talk to Chanese again. He actually spent most of his days avoiding her - his asthma began acting up, and his nerves were shot. He was actually so caught up with avoiding her, that by the time prom rolled around, he had completely forgotten to rent a tux. Chanese showed up at his house, decked out to the max, and Tony simply smiled. "Sweeet," he finally said, staring at Chanese, looking so ravishing. "I just dropped by to tell you I'm going to prom with Reggie," Chanese said bitterly, "He at least talks to me." Tony didn't move, "Yeah, that sounds good," he said, but he hadn't heard her again, "I'll set up the camera." As Tony set up the camera, he thought to himself, "This is going to be the best prom ever... I'm so glad Reggie showed up so I can rub his nose in it."