One true love | Eddie Munson

30 : H A I L E Y

. . .

Cheer season is finally over. We had a little party to celebrate such a great year. Now it's prom season where everyone is rushing to ask people to go with them or rushing to get dresses because they didn't prepare for it.

Eddie's not the type to go to prom and I wouldn't be able to go till my senior year which is next year, but even then who wants to go to a lame place to dance. I think it's all overrated, and I know what you're thinking, Hailey Violet Miller. I thought you were all about grand gestures and romantic acts, and I am, but prom isn't either of those things.

Prom is just a highschool tradition in which people dress up and dance, and asking people to prom isn't romantic at all. All you see in the hall are boys with a rose asking some girl and she just nods and hugs the guy or maybe even a kiss, and everyone claps like if it were a marriage proposal, then the prom after party just like any other party I've been to this school year, it's loud, and you're surrounded by drunk people who are either aggressive or will start puking somewhere near you just after two drinks. It's just no fun.

. . .

School was slow today. I didn't see Eddie in the morning, and I was called down to the principal's office right before lunch. A place that I grew to hate, but secretary Phillis was nice. She gives me a mint or a blow pop on my way out.

"Good morning Miss Miller," He greeted me and looked at the notepad and folder lying in front of him, ever since I corrected him he's always called me 'miss' it annoyed me.

I sighed, "Hi, am I in trouble?" I asked, I had already done my detention a few weeks ago in mid April and now we're in the beginning of May.

"No no no, this was about the club you wanted to start. I'm afraid I won't go through with it next year."

"What?! Why?!" I felt my blood boiling again, the adrenaline bursting through my veins.

"The teachers, student council, and myself all think that having a club solely about women is kinda narcissistic, and would create problems seeing that many people already have busy schedules."

"You're kidding right?!" I clenched my jaw, "First off, this is so sexist. Secondly, I think that it would be fine seeing as many people, no, many women, don't have a place where they feel comfortable to voice their opinions. I find it a bit disrespectful that you think talking about women and the women of our history narcissistic. They're the ones that paved the way so that younger women, such as myself, can also have a voice."

He was about to speak but I didn't let him, "I would hope that you talk it over with your group of teachers which I hope isn't only men, and have the student council make a poll only targeted to all the females at this school and see how many would join."

"Miss Miller, I wa-"

"It's Hailey, and I don't care if you wanna make me feel included. What I want is for you to listen to my request and make women empowerment a goddamn club!" My voice progressively louder, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to lunch."

I grabbed my things and walked out, slamming the door to his office. I walked into the waiting room where Secretary Phillis tossed me a mint, "Thank you Phillis, you're an angel." I smiled because I had no reason to be upset at her.

. . .

I walked out the door, my smile fading because Principal Eckle's voice running through my head was truly annoying me. I walked into the cafeteria noticing that Nancy was sitting alone without Steve at the table. I threw my bag on top of the table making her flinch.

"Looks like someone's mad," She turned to face me, the corners of her mouth turning slightly to show a smile.

"I hate the principal with my entire being!" My voice almost turned into a yell.