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[color=darkgray][indent][indent][color=ff8c00]“What a load of ass.”[/color]

Sonny walked out of Mrs. Sanders’ classroom annoyed and bordering on the state of irate. He slouched like he always did and his hands were in his jacket pocket. After the category 5 storm that was Hurricane Homecoming, Sonny was grateful for the amount of time that the faculty stayed out of the students’ affairs. Leaving them be was the best they could have done. For Sonny, it was pretty fucking beneficial since he shaped up and got with Marisol (eventually), but now as he walked side by side his idiot in love, he was pissed.

He huffed out, stopping suddenly and pulled out his phone. Staring at it for a moment, he sighed. [color=ff8c00]“This is just the same shit they tried to pull.”[/color] Sonny’s eyes rolled themselves to the sight of some of his classmates echoing his sentiments with the gestures of their hands and then he spotted Kavi a bit off in the distance with Chris McAvoy, which just made him roll his eyes even more. [color=ff8c00]“Not that I’m about the V-gay shit but I would have liked the option to take my girlfriend to that shitstain of a dance.”[/color]

[color=brown]“You have a girlfriend?”[/color] Marisol asked him, feigning surprise. When her lame attempt at a joke failed, she rolled her eyes and gently shoved her boyfriend. [color=brown]“Oh, cheer up, Son! You’re taking this as if we don’t have [i]at least[/i] four other people to ask. Plus, if we [i]really[/i] wanted to get technical here, they’re only asking you to [i]invite and take[/i] a friend to the dance. They’re not saying we’re expected to stay with them for the whole thing. See? [i]Genius[/i]!”[/color] the girl said with a smug expression, tapping her temple.

As he playfully shoved Mari from the side, Sonny chuckled. He found himself thinking about those four people, which resulted in the typical low humming sound he made whenever he was lost in his own head. After a few moments of silence, he looked at Mari. [color=ff8c00]“Fine, if you’re such a genius, who do you recommend I ask? Maybe I’ll give Stella a ring and she can carpool with us and whoever you choose.”[/color] Sonny knew all too well how much she grimaced as soon as Stella’s bubbly nature took control of any room or space they both were in, which was the exact reason why he mentioned her name.

The short girl’s reaction was instantly visible in the way she scrunched up her face as if she’d just stepped on a rather large pile of feces. [color=brown]“I’d rather throw myself off a building,”[/color] she spat, glaring at Sonny now.

Sonny laughed. [color=ff8c00]“Relax, I’m obviously kidding.”[/color] He was only partially pulling her leg with that one. While it would have been hilarious, he wasn’t even thinking about Stella. Not only did he like having his balls unharmed, but she was also obviously doing her own thing now and so was Sonny. [color=ff8c00]“We’ll come back to my choice later. Who the fuck are [i]you[/i] going to ask? Since, ya know, the best options available aren't allowed,”[/color] he chuckled, pointing to himself like Blake Shelton does on The Voice.

[color=brown]“Damn, man. If you’re the best option out there then that speaks volumes of the shitty selection of people in this school…”[/color] Mari teased, grimacing and shaking her head in mock disappointment, ignoring his question in an attempt to buy herself some time to find an answer. 

[color=ff8c00]”I’m just going to pretend you didn’t say that because you’re clearly not gonna find another pimp-ass daddy like me at this school..”[/color] Sonny laughed triumphantly, knowing he was right and then moved right along. [color=ff8c00]“But seriously, what are we going to do? I mean, we could just cheat and get Kav or Archer to be our date.”[/color] Even though he laughed at his own suggestion, he entertained the possibility that he would get turned down by one of them or if he could deal with Archer’s comments about his truck.

[color=brown]“[b]Spare. Me[/b].”[/color] she commented with a typical eye roll, but gave her boyfriend a wink and a smile to make sure he knew she was just playing around. But when he commented that inviting Kavan and Archer as their dates of the dance was ‘cheating’, she scoffed. [color=brown]“That’s not fucking cheating!”[/color] she cried out defensively, earning herself a few disapproving looks from her classmates and flipping them off to show how little she cared. [color=brown]“All they said was no partners or love interests. And, as far as I know, Van and Archie are the furthest thing from that for us.”[/color]

[color=ff8c00]“Maybe for [i]you[/i],”[/color] Sonny chuckled and smirked. [color=ff8c00]“I’m in a position to gay it up with our friends for the good of the dance,”[/color] he winked at Marisol, unable to contain the overwhelming need to laugh, forcing him to close his eyes. A moment later, when he opened his watery eyes, Sonny could just feel the light punch to his arm and her glaring at him but this was too much fun. Once he settled down, he cleared his throat. [color=ff8c00]“Well, what about Rye? Or even Marisol Lite?”[/color]

Although she was still glaring at Sonny and debating whether he meant what he was saying or not, the mention of Ryland and the sight of a red-haired beauty daintily walking past them wiped everything else from her mind. A few weeks previously, Ry had confided in them that he’d developed a raging, burning crush on none other than Julie MacMillan herself, but that his subtle attempts at getting her attention had proven unsuccessful. With this tidbit of information randomly rising back up to the surface, a lightbulb went on inside Marisol’s brain. It was much too obvious what needed to be done.

[color=brown]“Babe, I’ve got the perfect fucking idea!”[/color] Mari exclaimed, turning to fully face her boyfriend with an excited grin on her face.

[color=ff8c00]“Oh, dear lord…”[/color] Sonny began to slightly panic. Whenever she had that grin on her face, he knew trouble wasn’t far behind. No matter how noble her intentions, something bad [b]always[/b] happened whenever she followed through ideas barely contained within her grin. Still, he couldn’t say that he wasn’t curious, especially when it had to do with Ryland. [color=ff8c00]“What’s on your mind?”[/color] He asked her with mild caution and a curiously-raised brow.

[color=brown]“You know how Rye told us he has the hots for Mami MacMillan, but that she doesn’t cut him some slack?”[/color] she began, waiting for Sonny’s acknowledgment before continuing. [color=brown]“[i]Well[/i], how about you invite Julie, I invite Ryland, and then we can spend the whole dance trying to prove to her that he’s worth her time and setting them up? I know all this Matchmaker shit is fucking gay as balls, but I just want him to get a real fucking shot with her. That and we [i]still[/i] kinda owe him for when he caught us in your bedroom on the first day of school...”[/color] she added as an afterthought.

[color=ff8c00]”You might have a point.”[/color]

He always admitted it when Marisol had a point. The smug bitch rubbed it in his face like a sweaty jockstrap as many times as she could- but when she was right, she was abso-fucking-lutely right. 

Since finding out about them and especially after he sent that voice message, apologizing to them, things still haven’t been the same. They all still hung out, surfed when they could and fuck around the boardwalk, but Sonny had always felt things were a little off. The way Rye’s mannerisms became stiff and he was less talkative than he usually was, especially when Sonny and Marisol had moments of PDA, Sonny could tell he still wasn’t completely cool with them as a couple. People might say Sonny wasn’t observant, which most of the time they were right, but when it came to his closest friends, Sonny noticed things. He knew Marisol’s quirks and he knew when she was about to pop him aside the head before he realized it. Likewise, he knew when Rye was uncomfortable.

[color=ff8c00]“So, how do you propose I do this? Just go up to the queen and be like ‘oh hey friend, wanna go to this forced-not-forced social obligation with me?’”[/color] He drolly stared at Marisol. 

[color=brown]“And why the fuck not?”[/color] she challenged with a raised eyebrow, her hands now on her hips. [color=brown]“Julie knows you. She’s cool with you. What’s the worst thing that can happen: that she says no?”[/color]

As he digested what she said and what this meant for Sonny in terms of what he had to do, he rolled his eyes. He didn’t want to say that it was going to be embarrassing, at least not as much as his mind was making him believe. And it’s not like they were on bad terms. In all honesty, the unlikely friendship that he had with Julie was better than he had with most of the senior class (sans the Misfits). She has helped him out in crucial moments and occasionally they might share lunch together, but to go from that to him asking her out on a friend date seemed like one hell of a leap of faith.

[color=ff8c00]“Fuck it!”[/color] He threw his arms up in defeat. [color=ff8c00]“I’ll fucking do it. And when it fails, which I’m certain it will, I’m going to fucking ask Archer or Kavan. Deal?”[/color] He sternly glared at his girlfriend in a cowboy standoffish sort of way. 

[color=brown]“Deal.”[/color] Marisol replied, sealing their deal with a defiant little shrug. She glared right back at Sonny, keeping her stoney-faced expression and holding his gaze for as long as she could before slowly breaking into a smile, running into his arms and wrapping him up in a kiss. [color=brown]“I love you, dickhead.”[/color]

Sonny’s hands went lower to her waist and he spanked her butt. [color=ff8c00]“Not as much as I love your flat ass!”[/color] He joked, kissing her on the cheek. [color=ff8c00]“Now let’s quit this for a bit and get some food. I’d hate for you to become bitchy because you made yourself late to get your burger and pizza fix.”[/color] Sonny couldn't help but remind her as they jogged hand in hand towards the cafeteria.[/indent][/indent][/color]