I finally decided to be his dance partner.
I called him.
"Hey, Ella this side," I said.
"I've already saved your number, dumbo," he replied.
"Whatever! So I've decided that I'll be your dance partner—not because you asked me, but because I love to dance, and it's a great opportunity for me," I said.
"Okay, so… now that we are dance partners, can we be friends?" he asked.
"Friends with you? Huh, in your dreams," I replied.
"Ella, you're breaking my heart. Don't say that," he said sarcastically.
"Whatever. I'm hanging up. I've got a lot of things to do. We can start practice from tomorrow," I replied.
"Okay, I'll send you my address and timing. We'll practice at my house. Bye-bye, dumbo."
I hung up the call.