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♔ Dylan Reed ♔
I ran my fingers through my hair as we neared school. After being let out of the hospital, the guys told me to rest since I'll only be missing out on a Friday, my other friends came to visit after school, I would be lying if I said I wasn't hoping for one person in particular, unfortunately, she didn't come. I don't know if she knows about my first panic attack, but I'm also glad she didn't come because I looked like shit. They were right, the minute my head hit the pillow, I was out.
Now is Saturday and I insisted on going to the prom, since a) I already bought the tux, it would be a waste if i didn't use it and b) this is my only chance to fix everything between me and Steph. I already feel fine and I don't know why their so worried about me. I have never had a panic attack in my entire life and the doctor said that maybe the memories of my childhood plus the reappearance of my Father were what triggered it. He told me to be more careful since this is my first and definitely won't be my last. They promised to let me go if they could watch after me, to which I agreed.
Their original plan was to go together in two seperate cars, but when the rest, except Steph, found out that I was going, they had a change of plans. So now, us guys will meet up with the girls at school. "Steph still thinks you're not going." Axel said from the second row.
I nodded. "But she's going anyway?"
"El convinced her to go, she and Hailey aren't quite on speaking terms right now."
I suddenly felt guilty for Hailey, she wasn't meant to be in the plan until I found out she was close to Steph and they both live together. Steph is mad at Hailey because I asked her to help. So now I really am the reason why their fighting.
Matt parked his car in the school parking lot which is nearly full. I can't find El's car which means their either still on their way or their already here. We hopped out of the car and I could already hear the upbeat music playing from the gym.
Once we reached the gym, I put on my mask. It was dim and there was a disco ball hanging from the ceiling, like how every cliche prom you see in crappy movies. They each gave me a pat on the back before they went to look for their dates while I went to find Hailey.
I spotted her wearing a peach colored dress and her hair was tied into an elegant ponytail. "Hey, you look great." I smiled.
She grinned and looked me up and down. "Not too bad yourself, Reed."
I shrugged and smirked. "That's all I get? 'Not too bad'?" I scoffed. "And here I thought you'd be all over me by now." I joked.
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, Dylan, I'm drooling right now at the moment." She said sarcastically. "Anyway, you'll be doing the drooling later." She smirked.
I started to get suspicious. "By that you mean?"
She shrugged. "Just watch that friend of yours down there." She nodded towards my lower area, before I could say something she continued. "And aren't you supposed to be doing something else?" She asked with a hint of amusement.
At this, I grinned. "I'm not giving up on her just yet, although she'll be in for a surprise."
"She's in the bathroom with El right now. We're both cool again since I helped her dress up a while ago, she said she forgave me although I didn't bother asking about you." She said. "Might bring up some bad emotions." Then her eyes grew worried, "How's everything?"
"You mean the attack?" She nodded. I shrugged. "I've been fine, better since Friday I guess, no recent attacks
I nodded then she said. "My advice this time, don't screw this up."
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