Tyler couldn't help but smile at her laugh, his cheeks burning red. Maybe he had been a tad bit excited, his nerves were creeping back into his head. He put his inhaler away and tried to stand up straighter, trying to make himself seem just a little bit taller.<br/><br/>"No...no fire...I just didn't want to miss you." He said quietly, his eyes turning down even though he wanted to keep looking at her pretty smile. He chuckled as she faked being shot. "You sure you don't want to try out for the drama department?"<br/><br/>Tyler let out an embarrassed "hah" as she complimented him, she called him smart. Sure he got good grades but he wouldn't classify himself as "smart". Though maybe all the times he helped her with math made her think he was super smart.<br/><br/>"I did fine I guess. The social studies final was a bit tricky but even if I didn't do well I'm pretty sure Mrs. Tanner would still give me a good grade, it's all those apples I bring her." It was only half a joke, he was kind of known as a teachers pet and one of Mrs. Tanner's favorite students.<br/><br/>"Anyway um...that's not why I wanted to talk to you...I um wanted to ask you something." He confessed, his hands clasped together in front of him, fidgeting, worried. He opened his mouth to speak and a group of students from the Science after school club came out, talking loudly. Tyler shut it mouth, not wanting an audience for his meek attempt to ask a girl out. He was starting to lose all hope; but soon they were gone.<br/><br/>"I uh..." His heart was pounding his his ears. He took a deep breath. "Trisha-WILLYOUGOTOPROMWITHME?" he said it so quickly he didn't know if she even understood him, but he said it. He was so proud and so terrified at the same time. It went silent as he waited for a response.