Eposode 1

I hear them talking.
Oh no! Not that! Not a dance.

Sitting alone at my table.
"Who will go with me? You Mr.Juice box?
Oh, your going with banana, okay.

I hate dances no one has ever cared
to ask me...not that I expected it.

Is he coming over here? No just throwing away trash.

"Mr. PB and J are you taken? Are you sure, it would be
a lot of fun? Who am I kidding dances are the stupidest,
weirdest, most anno---"

"Hey, um...Karli do you want to go to the dance with me?"
He said with a smile.

"S-sure, okay, ya, that sounds good." Idiot, idiot, IDIOT!

Okay...I'll pick you up at seven, okay?"

I nodded my head and he walked over to the popular table.
As I watched him his friends started laughing and looking over at me.

I knew it! I knew it! It was a dare!

Crying I ran into the bathroom and stayed there.