Prom Committee

Reprimanding in Silence

The next morning when I was getting ready for school I decided that I needed to vent to my own mother about this whole debacle. I figured that since she was an older adult she probably has dealt with problems like this when she was a teenager. I acknowledged the fact that I most likely shouldn't inform my dad because I already know how he would react. He would despise the fact that there's more than one guy in my life and would home-school me and tell me to stay away from men until I'm thirty.

"Oh honey that really does sound like a conundrum. Whatever you do please don't tell your father that both of these boys have kissed you," she rested her hand on my shoulder.

I nodded, "Oh trust me I won't. I was just worried that you would be disappointed in me for my own actions."

"Sweetie I could never be disappointed in you. I understand that you're young yet and don't understand the world. I mean did you really think your father was the only man I kissed in my day."

I grinned and giggled, "Thanks mom I appreciate that."

"Are you still going to prom with Josh?" she asked, grabbing food from the refrigerator.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know anymore because everything is a mess now."

"Now I can't give my own personal opinion because I never met Beck but they both appear to be sweet on you. I would write a list of how you feel when you're around either of them. And most importantly I would talk to both of them and clear the air between the three of you," she advised.

"Okay," I nodded, "I can try to do that."

During the short drive to school I thought about what my mother had told me. Her advice seemed pretty solid because writing down how I feel when I'm with either of them was quite easy. It was the "clearing the air" part that was going to be a little more tricky. I was still confused on what to say to Josh when Sadie kissed him, and frankly I was confused as ever as what to vocalize to Beck.

"So you told your mother, huh?" Layla questioned, grabbing books out of her locker.

"Yeah I had to," I sighed, throwing my sweatshirt in my locker.

"What did she say? Was she disappointed?" she asked.

I shook my head, "No she wasn't. If anything she gladly understood and told me to write down how I feel when I'm around both of them."

"Really? Have I ever told you that your mom is a smart parent?" she chuckled.

I giggled and rolled my eyes, "I think you have."

"Are you going to eventually talk to both of them?"

I closed my locker door, "Unfortunately I have to. It's the only way that any of this will get worked out. I never thought in a million years that this would be my life."

"Yeah," she closed her locker, "you're definitely living a Hollywood movie dream."

Layla and I continued conversing and out of the corner of my eye I witnessed Beck stroll by briefly glancing at me while heading to his locker. I didn't have anything against him at all I just had to unpack everything that he laid out on the table. I still had no clue how I felt towards him or even why I kissed him.

"Are you good?" Layla interrupted my thoughts.

I nodded, "Yeah, just thinking."

She followed the trail of where I was looking and nodded her head acknowledging my thought process. Still focused on Beck Layla nudged my side causing me to turn back the other way. Noah and Josh were walking our way and it was quite apparent that Josh had a despairing look on his face.