They had known each other since they were kids. Now, about to finish high school,
Steven had a great decision to make: Did he have the guts to invite Connie to prom?
He had harbored a crush for his best friends for years now but never dared ask her out.
He felt this was the right time and the gems had encouraged him to do it as well.
So there he stood, a few feet away from her locker room, with a flower in his right hand. He gulped down, inhaled sharply and stepped closer to her.
"Uhm, uh--- Connie?" He asked meekly, flushing already and barely able to look up at her.
Connie smiled at him, but was surprised to see him so flustered and holding a rose.
"Hi, Steve... Is everything alright?"
"I... I wanted to invite you to prom!" He yelled, extending the rose toward her. All the students standing around turned to face them, as Steven's sudden yelp had been so sudden.
This only made Steven blush further. If she said no, he'd be mortified.
"Of course I will, Steven! I thought you'd never ask!" She squealed in delight, grabbing the rose and jumping into his arms, hugging him close to her.