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And far be it from the lacrosse player to complain over not having to sit through physics. Max barely listened when Sanders spoke, instead, the jock doodled on the desk in front of him. Only when the class erupted into outraged murmurs did Max look up from his detailed sketch of a pair of breasts. From what he could piece together from the whispers around the room: they where to find someone that they might not have chosen to go to the Valentine dance with. The blond young man couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at his fellow classmates outrage. So what? Just find someone to go with and bang whoever you wanted later. The dance was probably going to be lame anyway. He looked around to find Ariana to see if she was one of the students who were pissed. But no, she looked as bored as always. She would probably agree with his plan to sneak away at the dance, or so he hoped. Now the question of who he would ask was up in the air. He could almost feel the stares from a few of the girls in the room and that made him smile wider than usual. Georgie groaned and buried her head in her hands when she heard the announcement. Not this again. Not another dreaded Valentine’s Day dance that she had no want in participating in. Maybe she’d just not go. She guessed that could be an option too right? But not going would mean...not going. And Georgie had hoped to be a part of it this year so she could take some photos for the yearbook. There was nothing that would make the school administration happier than a picture of young couples standing a far distance apart against a backdrop of hearts and balloons. Now, as for who her date was...She looked around the room before her eyes locked with a certain blonde head. Oh [i]no[/i], Georgie was definitely not going down that route again. Though, he did look cute. She tilted her head which was resting on her palm and squinted. Maybe she could see it...kinda...Georgie shook her head. Nope, she couldn’t think like that. For some reason, Max decided to look over his shoulder to find Georgie looking like she was in the middle of some sort of existential crisis. He couldn’t help but smile widely as he made eye contact with the girl. He flung a wink in her direction just as they were informed they could leave Max stood up quickly, but before he left the classroom he took a detour, passing Georgie’s desk. [color=36506B]“Hey,”[/color] he said smiling knocking on her desk with his knuckles. [color=36506B]“You… Still owe me a photo... don’t forget!”[/color] he said before letting out his booming laughter and turning to leave the classroom heading towards lacrosse practice. Georgie jumped as he knocked on her desk and quickly tried to readjust herself so she seemed normal. [color=slateblue]“Right...the picture. I haven’t even entered it in the competition yet what with all the stuff I’ve been doing lately.”[/color] She rubbed the back of her neck and smiled weakly. The jock turned around still smiling [color=36506B]“I guess we’ll have to set a scene for a new photoshoot!”[/color] He thought for a minute [color=36506B]“Maybe the valentine’s dance could work?”[/color] his pearly whites still on full display as he looked down at the nervous-looking girl. [color=36506B]“What do you say? You wanna go to this thing together?”[/color] he said raising his eyebrow. [color=slateblue]“Valentine’s Dance...with [i]you[/i]?”[/color] Georgie knew she sounded like a love-struck teen but she was confused. A small chuckle escaped the young man [color=36506B]“Don’t sound [i]to[/i] excited” [/color] Why the hell would he ask her? Whatever. It wasn’t like she already had a date in mind. [color=slateblue]“I mean...I’d love to!”[/color] She answered Max’s face perked up [color=36506B]“Cool! So we should plan how we want to enter this shindig!”[/color] he laughed. He just remembered how Kellie always wanted to make an entrance and to be honest he really liked it. [color=36506B]“You want to come over this weekend and we can plan or whatever?”[/color] he asked casually. [color=slateblue]“Yeah, sure.”[/color] Georgie tried to respond in the same tone. She hadn’t ever thought that Max would be this thoughtful. I mean, planning on how to enter a party? That took guts. It was sweet, she concluded. And she should be grateful she had a date to this thing in the first place. [color=36506B]"Sweet! Then I'll see you later then Georgie!"[/color] He exclaimed turning with a wave, exiting the classroom. [/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]