I thought about Prom for a long time. I thought about Carson and how he really wanted to go with me. But I also thought about Adam and how he felt about this. I wanted to know what he thought. And when I told him, I knew he wasn't going to approve. I knew he would get jealous and I also knew it would hurt him. So why did I still want to go to Prom with Carson? I don't really know. Something about him just told me he really wasn't a bad guy, that it was all a show. There's a different guy inside I can tell.
I held the text book closely to my face as I crammed for the test we were about to take in just a few minutes. Why is math so hard? I heard some shuffling in the desk in front of me and peered over my text book to see who it was.
Carson. Of course it was.
He smiled in my direction and I returned the favor.
"Mind if I sit here?" He asked.
"No, go ahead," I answered and put my book down.
Carson pulled something from his backpack and handed it to me. I looked at the slip of paper and smiled.
"A prom ticket?" I asked as I held it up.
"That is, if you still want to go...?" He asked hopefully.
"I don't know... I'm kind of on the fence about it," I replied honestly and handed the ticket back to him.
"No, take it. Even if you don't want to go with me, keep the ticket. Put it to good use."
"But if you ask another girl, she can use it. I don't want you to have to buy another one."
"I don't want to ask another girl. Just keep the ticket, please," He pleaded and turned around to face the front, my arm still outstretched towards him.
I retracted my arm and looked at the ticket.
A Night In Paris 2013
He bought me a ticket! How can I say no now? Prom tickets are expensive and I don't want to waste it or make him buy another one. I'm definitely going with him now. I would feel extremely terrible if I didn't use it, or went with the ticket without him. The guilt would kill me. I bent down to my bag, which laid at my feet, and tucked the ticket away. Maybe Adam will understand.
* * * *
"So he bought you a Prom ticket.. and because of that you want to go with him?" Adam laughed out.
Why was this so funny to him? I bit into my sandwich before speaking.
"What's so funny?" I snapped with a mouthful of sandwich.
"You're a sucker for guys like him," He scoffed and looked down to his plate which consisted of grapes, bread crusts, and a bag of chips.
"I am not!" I scoffed back.
"You said it yourself, he's a jerk. Give me one good reason why you're going with him besides the fact that he bought you that ticket," He challenged.
I hesitated to answer. Crap.
"H-he said I was the only girl he wanted to go with," I retorted confindently.
He gave me a flat look and shook his head. He seemed completely unamused.
"What?" I wondered.
"That wasn't a reason, that was a load of crap coming from a pretty face."
"So you admit he's pretty?" I gushed.
"That sounded a little weird. I have nothing else to say," He declared and slid his trash into the garbage bin.
"I still think you're jealous," I sang.
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Everything I Had
Roman pour Adolescents*OLD STORY* Ann Hatchet- I guess you could say she's a "Youth group Drop-out". She quit church when she was 15, believing she didn't need God as much as she used to. But when her boyfriend of 3 months suddenly turns on her, will she need God again...
