April's Fool
by P. Tango
Copyright© 2024 by P. Tango
Drama Story: Who was the real fool? Something I wrote for the 750-word challenge.
Tags: mt/ft
Bob’s feet barely skimmed the ground as he eagerly made his way to the school cafeteria. It was his two-week anniversary with April Lozano, the head cheerleader and most popular girl in school. She had asked him to meet her there for lunch, and he couldn’t wait to see her.
Impatiently, he weaved through the crowded hallway until he caught sight of her at a table, surrounded by her fellow cheerleaders like a queen among her court. Bob’s heart fluttered as he approached her, clutching a single red rose in his hand.
“Hi, April!” He greeted her with a bright smile.
But she didn’t seem to recognize him. “Excuse me, who are you?” She asked coolly.
Taken aback by her indifference, he tried again. “I’m Bob.”
Her expression remained cold. “Who?”
Confusion set in as Bob attempted a third time. “Bob ... your boyfriend?”
Giggles erupted from the group of cheerleaders, drawing the attention of the entire cafeteria.
“April Fools!” They all shouted in unison, causing Bob to freeze in place. His trembling hand let go of the flower and it dropped to the floor. Had this all been just a cruel prank?
“I don’t understand,” Bob stammered.
“Oh, please!” April said dismissively. “Don’t tell me you actually thought I was serious!”
Mary, Bob’s sister and another cheerleader, laughed along with the others. “Come on, Dorky-Dork,” she used his hated nickname. “You’re supposed to be smart! You know what day it is today!” She was the one who had volunteered her brother for this humiliating prank.
The weight of reality hit Bob hard. It was April 1st - April Fool’s Day - and he had fallen for their joke. His heart shattered into a million pieces as he looked around and saw that everyone in the hallway was staring at him.
He took a deep breath, trying to hold onto his dignity, and met April’s gaze.
“April Fools, huh? And I’m the fool. Of course,” he said with a sad smile.
She only laughed, and her laughter was echoed by the other cheerleaders.
Bob wanted to scream, cry, anything to ease the pain. But he knew that if he did, it would only make things worse. Instead, he forced another smile and spoke with all the remaining strength in his voice.
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