Forever Love Sick

Laugh at Love

For those of you don't know me, I'm Penny. I am a writer and I am also the hottest girl you'll ever see, that is, if you astigmatism, in both eyes.  I mean, I don't need to be hot in the real world because I'm am ridiculously sexy... in the made up stories I write about how I wish my life was.

I mean, my life isn't terrible. I have a few good friends who would think about jumping in front of a bullet for me. I'm not sure if they'd actually do it but it's the thought that matter, right? My friends always love all the stories I tell them. Like the one about how I wore a shower cap to school and no one told me .

I would say I'm pretty funny. That's why guys on my teams like to be around me. Clearly, I'm more than just a funny story because I was able to get the attention of Miles, one of the boys on my cross country team. It was lust at first sight. Let's just say that running wasn't the only thing that was long and hard at practice.

So Miles and I are hitting off for a couple of months. Things are going great. Until I get stupidly drunk one night and call him, Thirty time. At one in the morning. In my defense, I've always been a night owl. On the bright side, he wasn't at the pep rally I had to attend with my friends the next day. I don't think there is anything better than sporting a hangover at a pep rally. Absolutely nothing.

So it's march and senior prom is just around the corner so I'm think we could go together. When I go prom dress shopping, I send pictures to Miles. Miles hadn't really made up his mind about going to prom yet. He was worried he wouldn't get a date...then he realize there was someone he could ask. Someone he did cross country with. Someone he felt close with. My best friend, Emily.  It's not like I was expecting him to ask me or anything. It's not like I bought my dress so it'd be his favorite color or anything. I didn't think that far ahead.

And  I tell him it makes me uncomfortable and he say "really why?". In his defense, he's not that bright. He's just in all honors classes with a 3.87 GPA. Not exactly a genius.

I don't see why he wouldn't want to go to prom with me. I shower at least once every three days. It's not like I'm not a loser or anything. I won the spelling bee in fifth grade and he's a total D-I-C-K.  For those of you don't know me , I don't like to hold a grudge  or anything.