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“How did you end up getting a date with King?” Evil asked her sister, Mal turning around in her chair.
“I-” Mal stopped herself, her mouth staying open as she didn’t answer.
“I thought you weren’t one for dating?” Evil crossed her arms. “Y’know, the whole ‘I’m not going to date anyone in high school’? What happened to that?”
“… things change,” Mal muttered.
“Still, how’d it happen? You know Evie’s going to want to know everything once she finds out- she should be the one helping you with this, not me!” Evil pointed to Mal’s window- pointing to the fashionista’s house.
Mal sighed, turning away from her sister. Ben King asked her out, and somehow, she said yes. The date was to be this Friday at seven, and Mal was freaking out.
“Do you want me to call her?” Evil asked, bringing Mal out of her thoughts.
“Not yet,” Mal decided, “it’s only Tuesday, I can think about this tomorrow.”
“Mal…”
“Evil! Leave it alone; I didn’t actually ask you to help!”
“You told me about it, and I guessed you would as you aren’t good with dates.” Mal stayed silent as Evil left her room, turning back around to her homework.
The blonde wasn’t really focusing on her math homework in the first place so why would she now? How could she now? How could she when she had that date Friday? Mal started to chew the end of her pencil, the eraser taste in her mouth.
Whatever! Mal thought, aggressively putting away her math homework as she went to lay on her bed. She’d think about the date with Ben King tomorrow.