Ella was nervous, like the kind of nervous where she couldn't stop chewing on her lip. It wasn't even the fact that she'd never been on a double dat-well triple date before, either. It was that Anya had kind of demanded it and truthfully, Ella had pretty much decided the brunette hated her guts. Yeah, so this whole thing was making the fourteen year old extremely anxious.

After taking forever deciding on an outfit that screamed Dessert Date, the third year got dressed and headed to the Kitchen, waiting just outside for Harvey to turn up. She hoped he'd be along really soon because she knew as soon as he turned up she'd be feeling much better.

Besides, a date involving ice cream could in no way be terrible.


...What could go wrong?