The Boy I Fell For, Literally

Chapter 10

Three more days til' prom now. I don't want to go, but Mom's probably gonna force me over there anyway.

I've been in sort of a haze since yesterday. The world just going before my eyes and I don't notice a thing. This girl has been kissing up to me lately at school because I'm dating Alexander-was, and Rodney likes me. She keeps asking me where they are and when will they be back. She's kind of a pain, but at least she sort of takes my mind off of the hurting-half of the time.

We're going to the mall to get some prom dresses. I've told her and Mom a million times before that I'm not going to prom.

"You are going and that's final."

"But Mom! I don't wanna go! I don't even have a date!"

"Well you're just gonna have to figure that out because you are going!" and she stuffed several hundred dollars in my hand.

"Don't you dare even think about spending it on anything other than a prom dress and cute stuff to go with it!" She said. I moaned. Usually I would've been excited if she had stuffed several hundred dollars in my hand, but I could care less about going to the prom. In fact I didn't even want to go anywhere! Every little thing brings me pain. A restaurant would remind me of the time we went to that fancy restaurant and I felt sick. My closet makes me think about how I didn't get to give Alex that skateboard. My room makes me think about the time when we had our first kiss.

In the end that obnoxious girl picked me up and we went to the mall. She marveled over the fact that my mom stuffed so much money into my hands-and over every dress. she ended up getting this frilly happy, lemon, yellow one which just got me annoyed and agitated because it was so bright. I got a blue dress with purple on the torso that faded out into blue on the bottom and on the top where the upper area had clear sparkling sequins.

"Mom, do I really have to go?" I asked.

"You already bought a dress."

"Fine." I crossed my arms and slumped down against the wall. I felt like a seven year old again. It wasn't fair.

It's been two days. I've been dreading tomorrow, but Mom is really excited that prom is tomorrow. She just doesn't get it!

"Mom! That's enough! I'm not trying on the dress again! I'll put it on at prom day!"

"Ok, ok, ok!" she said. I stormed off to my room, plopped onto my bed and felt tears coming on. I picked the note up off my nightstand and read Alex's handwriting for the millionth time. "I miss you." I whispered. See you soon my love, Alexander. What did he mean by see you soon? I wiped at my eyes, pondering. See you soon my love, see you soon my love, see you soon my love....

I woke up, confused. Had I really fallen asleep thinking about what he had meant? I had been thinking the whole time! Then I remembered something-prom. "Uuugh!" I moaned. This was going to be an unforgettable day. I picked up the letter once more before I got up. Distances never separate two hearts that really care. I turned my head and looked at the clock. 1:00 pm. Wow. I must've been really tired from crying all the time. I got up ready to face the day and walked down the stairs. Mom was sitting at the table eating lunch. "Hey, Ashley. You slept late didn't you!" she said smiling.

"Yep."

"You ready for today?" she asked excitedly. I grunted. "Well the thing starts at six thirty so you better get ready! You've only got four and a half hours to eat, put makeup on, brush your teeth, curl your hair, find some shoes, get the dress on, and figure out how you're gonna get to school." I moaned at her and stalked off to my room.

I cried into my pillow. It wasn't fair! I didn't want to go to prom. It's not like she can just force me to move on!

After about thirty minutes, I got up and brushed my teeth and curled my hair, found some shoes to go with my dress, and called up that girl in almost four hours. I couldn't believe I was actually about to do this. I put my dress on real quick along with some purple feather dangle earrings.

I heard a honk outside. It was the girl. I closed my eyes and bit the inside of my lip. "Honey, your friend is here to pick you up!" Mom called from downstairs.

"I know Mom!" I called back.

I came down the stairs and said bye to Mom. There was another honk. I opened the door and saw the girl smile and wave at me through the windshield of a minivan. I got into the seat next to her. "This is my mom's car." she explained.

"Makes sense." I replied. She backed out of the driveway and drove down the hill. It was a little awkward. With her just glancing at me every few seconds-smiling like an idiot. Finally, she said something "So..Is Alexander or Rodney, you know, coming to the dance?" I felt the pain grow.

"I'm not sure." I replied, trying not to cry. I looked back out the windshield. I saw the school coming up after about twenty minutes. "Almost there!" she squealed. I sighed. Today, she really wasn't taking my mind off the hurting now.

She wandered around the parking lot several times before finding a spot. My spirits dampened even more as she did. We got out of the car. I tried to walk really slow, but I couldn't after being told to hurry up several times.

She pushed open the doors to the dance floor. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dim light inside. My eyes went big as I saw the one thing I wanted more than anything else in the world. Alexander.