It was another morning. My alarm clock went off. I got up and got ready for school.
I started to walk to school. When I reached there I saw a couple of my friends waiting for me.
My name is Simran.
I'm a Sikh.
I went over and greeted all my friends,
As I was all most done putting things in the locker, I saw him.
He looked so beautiful. I loved him. But no one knew. And it was going to stay like that.
My life being a Sikh is phenomenal. But there is one thing I hate about it, and that is getting bullied.
Constantly.
I can't cut my hair. That is perfectly fine to me though.
He started to walk over to me.
"Hey Simran" He said
"Hi" I said very shyly.
"You know the prom is coming up" He said very proudly.
My heart skipped a beat. Is he going to ask me to go to the prom with him?
"yeah I know" I said smiling at him
He looked at me then licked his lips. God I loved him so much.
"I need your help, I need you to go ask your best friend Love if she would like to go with me". He looked at me with hope.
"ok" I said disappointed. But then again why would he go to the prom with me?
**Next Month**
It was the night of the prom.
And i was alone once again. I stood there single. I walked down the stairs. Alone.
It was fine though i was used to it.
Everyone was looking at me with wide eyes. I quickly went down the staires.
I took my mask and put it on my head.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spinned around. I was face to face with a boy. He had brown hair.
I got lost in his blue ocean eyes.
"Excuse me but you look really beautful today" He said.
I knew exactly who it was.
Shea.
The boy who I was in love with.
