A few days ago my best friend Diamond Tiara had asked me on a date while we were walking home. I had frozen for a moment out of surprise, but managed to stutter yes. She turned towards the street, so I couldn’t see her face, but she told me that she’d pick me up at three o’clock on Saturday. It was Saturday now, at two fifty-five, and I’ve been rushing around my house for hours trying to make myself as pretty as possible. Because, no matter what this date is like, I’ve loved her for ag-
-Silver Spoon

This is a Romance Request Writing as requested by Diamond Sparkle