Let Me Go!

Part 1

The hairs stand up on the back of my neck. Someone is watching me. Again.

Not now! I say to myself.

This has been happening since I was 8. The feeling hits me for

a bit making me extremely uncomfortable then it goes away. Sure, by now I'm used to it but I

was really hoping it wouldn't happen tonight of all nights. You see tonight is prom night. And I

know, I am an outsider with the kids in my class but I figured I could still have fun at prom, right?

"Just let me be a normal teenager for god's sake." I whisper a tad bit louder than I intend to.

"Yeah like that will ever happen." Some kid walking by sneers.

Well, that's the sad truth, I sigh turning to face him. The guy looks past me for a second

staring at something behind me before shaking his head and walking away.

I was also used to that. People making fun of me. The last friend I had was uhh... My

imaginary friend I made up in preschool? Yep! Good old Felix.

I focus my attention back to the dance. Jay Let's just attempt to forget all the shit in your

life for one night and have fun. Yes, a nice fun evening for once. I tell myself.

I get up to go grab a drink. But I quickly turn back around when I spot a couple sticking

their tongues down each other's throats while leaning against the punch table.

"Ew" I sigh sitting back down to watch the dance floor.

Two girls are twerking on one side of the room while about twenty teens hop up and down

to the beat of the music in the middle of the dance floor. Around that chaos there are random

Couples dancing slowly. This is totally not my scene. But I decided to have fun right? Well so far

sitting on the sidelines watching everyone has not been fun.

I gear myself up and stand up, walking into the crowd. I start slightly bouncing my

shoulders to the rhythm of the song playing. This is so awkward. But soon I start to feel the crowd

envelop me as more people start dancing around me. My confidence boosts.

Sadly, it only lasts a short time because the song changes and people start pairing up.

Unsure of what to do I am thinking about going back to my seat when a boy to my right gives me

A look then shrugs and holds his hand out.

It might be that I put makeup on today or it could just be the prom high but either way I

Was shocked. You need to understand that I am looked at as weird. People don't just ask me to

dance. Well technically he didn't ask me, but he insinuated. Same thing, right?

So, what did my shy ass do? I took that hand and rocked a spin till he had me in his arms

four inches from his face. Yeah, it was pretty awkward. But he did smile. Do I get points for that?

The slow background music sets the pace for my feet as I attempt not to stumble while

I stare into this random kids' eyes. I know what you're thinking, shouldn't you know him? He goes