Jeremie was never one that was truly able to take compliments well, and he'd always stuttered and stumbled around giving them to those he cared deeply about. And now stood a beautiful pink-haired beauty in front of him; he needed to tell her how magnificent she looked before he combusted.
Aelita stood before him in her sparkly, strapless, pink homecoming dress, which hugged her curves beautifully and fell beautifully to just above her knees. Jeremie had agreed earlier that week to take her to her first high school dance. Now she stood watching him.
Jeremie himself was conscious of the dumbstruck expression on his blushing face, but he couldn't do anything about it to the best of his ability. Aelita watched him carefully, then giggled.
Jeremie took a deep breath before sputtering, "You look
Aelita blushed and smiled in thanks.
"You clean up well too," she returned his compliment. "Shall we go?" she asked, offering him her hand. Jeremie smiled, finally starting to relax. He was still nervous, but something about Aelita's presence made everything alright...