… My stomach dropped to my knees. This had gone way to far way to fast. No way was I asking Dereck Jackson to the school dance. The man was at the top of the food chain. Devastatingly handsome, built like a rock wall, super cool, with killer blue eyes – I am a huge sucker for killer blue eyes – and thick sandy brown hair that made a person want to run their fingers through it. No way was I asking him out. The rejection would be so quick the earth would stop spinning.
Besides, if he said no, - correction - when he said no, all of my secret hopes and dreams would be squashed like a bug on a windshield. Nope, not going to happen. …
Some things in life only happen if we ask the right question.