doing?â
âTexting Drew a big fat yes,â Maria said, handing back the Sidekick.
âHow do you know I was going to say yes?â Gemma demanded.
âGirl, please. If you didnât say yes after all this, I would kick your ass myself.â
The crowd of girls around her buzzed with excitement. Gemma felt like a princess with all her royal subjects standing around trying to figure out who this guy was and how she became so lucky.
âGirl,â Maria said, handing the Sidekick back to Gemma, âYouâre finally going to meet your Prince Charming.â
The bell rang and the girls scattered. Gemma carefully placed the vase into her locker and gently closed it.
âItâs about time he asked you,â Maria said. âI was beginning to think Drew was just a figment of our imaginations.â
âI know,â Gemma said as they hurried to class. âDo you think I should have told him I was busy tonight though? Isnât it kind of last minute?â
âMaybe ...â Maria said, considering. âBut the flowers go a long way in making up for any dating faux pas.â She squeezed Gemmaâs arm. âSo what are we, I mean you , going to wear?â
Gemmaâs heart began to beat faster and harder. It was happening. She was going to meet Drew, and a lot sooner than she had expected. That was good, she reminded herself. Ever since texting him that very first time, she couldnât wait to put a face to all those sweet messages.
âYou are excited, right?â Maria asked, misreading her friendâs silence for hesitation.
âI am ,â Gemma replied. âReally.â Mariaâs question about her outfit sent Gemma into a panic. What was she going to wear? And what about her hair? She wanted to look perfect for tonight.
As if reading her mind, Maria said, âIâll come over after school and weâll decide what you should wear.â
Gemma gave her friend a quick hug. âWhat would I do without you?â
âMy thoughts exactly!â
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âWord around school is that youâre dating a dude who likes to send flowers,â Seth said to Gemma when she arrived in her bio class.
âReally?â Gemma asked. Good news travels fast, she thought. Or maybe just gossip. âWell, for once the rumors are true.â
âThatâs great,â Seth said. âJust last week you sounded as if there were no good guys around, and now you seem like youâre floating on air.â
âDo I?â
âSo whoâs your mystery man?â he asked.
Gemma pretended to be looking for something in her backpack. âUm,â she mumbled into her pack. âHis name is Drew.â
âYou okay down there?â
Gemma sat back up, giving herself a head rush. âSure, fine.â
Seth looked at her quizzically, his pale eyebrows coming together.
âTo tell you the truth, I am a little nervous,â she confessed.
âAbout what?â
She didnât want to admit that she had never actually met Drewâor even seen him. Instead she said, âIâm not sure what to wear.â As soon as the words escaped her lips, she cringed. Like guys cared about things like that.
Seth smiled. âOh, thatâs easy. If you really want to impress this guy, wear nothing. That would impress me.â
Gemma laughed, relieved that the uncomfortable moment was over.
âClear off all desks and no talking!â Mr. Simms, their biology teacher, commanded from the front of the room. âTime for a pop quiz.â
Gemma placed her books into the wire basket underneath her seat, preparing herself to fail another surprise bio quiz.
âHave fun tonight,â Seth whispered.
She mouthed back, Thanks.
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âYou look good. Donât worry about it,â Maria reassured her. Gemma and Maria were in Gemmaâs bedroom, having shopped all afternoon after school. They must have tried on every piece