Zed felt anxious as he walked in the direction he knew would lead him to Addison. School was out, but she was undoubtedly still practicing for cheerleading everyday. He’d looked up probably a million make-up tutorials on YouTube just to make himself seem at least a little more lively -- even going to far as to dye his hair. He definitely felt more normal and he only hoped the girl thought so too. “Hey, Addison,” he called out softly once he spotted her. Those pesky nerves flared up in his stomach tenfold just at the sight of her. “I was wondering if you were busy after this? Maybe we could, like, hang out or something. You know, get some ice cream, see a movie, do some stuff like that?” He suggested, his heart lunging at his throat and causing him to ramble slightly.