"Uh... hey..." Marcy began, her black eyes round and hopeful. "Bonnibel, you've been my best friend forever and I really, really like you. Since breaking up with Ash, I've been thinking...." She hesitated, taking a deep breath while blushing furiously. She tucked a strand of straight, inky hair behind her ear. Another deep breath. "We've had lots of fun together, and I never, ever want that to change, Bonnie..." Her face was burning now. But she continued. "I like like you..." She going to say no, you fool! Marcy thought. "I think... I think..." The suspense was killing her. "WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?!" Marcy burst and yelled. She slapped her hand over her mouth and back away a step. "Sorry..." she whispered. Then she peered into her reflection of her bedroom mirror. "That's enough practicing for today...." she muttered.