“I know, anything we do, its always fun.”
Summer buries her face in her pillow and groans hugely.
“Shut up, you’ve done things just as stupid before. Speaking of, have you asked Isaac to prom yet?”
“Um. No? I … showed him the dress yesterday. He liked it. What about you?”
“You showed him the dress? You don’t do that now he won’t be surprised. I haven’t seen Stiles lately to ask.”
“He’s never /seen/ me! He’ll still be surprised. Come on, I thought you guys had at least one class together.”