When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E37

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E37

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 37

I internally groaned. I was sandwiched between the

three people. Jacob was playing a game on his

phone while Waverly was technically lying on the

table and Jonah was eating as if this were a normal

thing- girls lying across tables to communicate with

him. Normally, I’d ask if she wanted to switch seats

but something inside of me was urging me not to.

“I have something to ask you,” she smiled at him. He

nodded, encouraging her to continue. And proving

the rumors to be true, she continued speaking. “This

isn’t as romantic as I wanted it to be, sorry about

that, but-,” I cut her off accidentally.

How did I cut her off? Well, I cut her off by choking

on my food. I was going to witness what I’d been

dreading (for reasons unknown). The piece of bread

I’d been nervously nibbling on was now lodged in

my throat. Waverly looked at me, slightly concerned

but mostly annoyed.

Jonah turned to me with wide eyes before he started

patting my back. He handed me his Sprite and I took

a sip, tasting mint along the rim of the bottle. This

move angered Waverly, maybe it was because he

didn’t take his sweet time opening my drink while I

was coughing and instead, handed me his already

opened sprite. His action meant nothing, he just

didn’t want me to keel over and die right on the table.

That’d be a mess to clean up; I should know. I’ve

done it before.

“Sorry about that,” I apologized halfheartedly.

Waverly blinked at me a few times before turning

back to Jonah.

“Anyway, I wanted to know if you wanted to go

to-,” this time, I wasn’t the one who cut her off. The

principal did, thankfully.

“Good Afternoon juniors and seniors; I’d like to

announce that your last class has been cancelled due

to the worsening weather conditions. Lunch is over

in five minutes and the buses are already outside, so

you’re welcome to either get onto your assigned bus

or get into your cars and drive home. We are still

unsure whether or not school will be in session on

Monday or Tuesday but we have yet to cancel the

Winter Wonderland. It is this Wednesday and I’d

love to see you all attend. Tickets will be sold at the

exit doors, if you plan to go, you’ll need to purchase

one beforehand because the tickets will not be sold at

the dance. We encourage you all to attend. Thank

you, get home safely and have a wonderful

weekend,” the principal placed the microphone back

down and I was already placing my bag on my

shoulder.

“Jonah, would you like to go to-,” Waverly started

again but the sound of the bell ringing cut her off.

She glared at the speaker before turning back to

Jonah. She tried shouting over the sound of the bell:

“I’ll call you and ask my question!”

I waved to the people at the table as I got up and

walked over to the trashcan. I tossed my food into

the bin before hurriedly walking over to the exit

doors. “Wait up!” Jonah called towards me.

I turned to see Jonah jogging behind me. “Yes?” I

asked rather than saying ‘what.’

“Let’s walk together,” he shrugged, falling in step

beside me. When we made it into the parking lot I

decided to say something.

“You do realize what she was going to say, right?” I

asked him. He gave me a sheepish look before he

shook his head. “You’re hopeless.”

“What was she going to say?” he asked, raising an

eyebrow as if he doubted me.

“She was going to ask you to Winter Wonderland,” I

shrugged simply. I ignored the panging in my chest

as I repeated the words in my head. Was I getting

sick?

“Oh… how do you know?” he asked. I shrugged

again.

“It’s common sense,” I shrugged simply. It was

silent for a moment.

“Are you going to go?” he asked.