Dangers of Daydreaming

Chapter 6

I'm so sorry it took like a whole month before I updated this. I just needed a hiatus, I guess. Everything's been a complete mess lately. But I'm okay now, I guess. Anyway, this chapter is mostly about prom and all - because prom in our school will on the 21st and I'm quite excited because :)

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Ever since the beginning of our junior year, there’s one thing that everyone’s been waiting for.

            The Junior Promenade.

            Or also known as prom for short. Wait, that’s not really true now. The part when I said that everyone’s waiting for it, I mean, since I don’t. Maybe just majority of my class, but definitely not everybody.

            Another thing, I’m fully aware that other schools (from other places) have their prom when they’re seniors already. But it’s different here. Not bad different, mind you. And I’m not sure if it’s a good different (for other people) either. But the way I see it, it’s a good thing to have prom in our junior year.

            When we’re seniors already, we’re going to be extremely challenged in all fields. We’re going to stress about submitting our application forms to different universities, passing our exams and other requirements in order to graduate, checking which university to attend next fall, and joining numerous extracurricular activities.

            And if we’re going to add prom to that, then that means stressing about who to go with and what to wear. Long story short, I’m pretty sure the seniors couldn’t wait to get out of high school.

            Prom is just another pain in the ass. I mean, what’s the point of it? Is it to brag and boast about your dress that’s ‘specially designed and tailored’ just for you? Is it a competition of who’s the best dressed among all? Because if it is, then that just proves how pretentious people can be.

            But what really annoys me is that it makes everyone see who can get a date, and who can’t. If someone asks you, then it goes to show that you’re somehow special because of all the people, that person chose you to be their date. But if no one does, you just become a laughingstock because the way other people see it, you’re a loser.

            One of those aforementioned people is me.

            There’s only two weeks to go until prom is going to happen. And no one has asked me yet, not even my best friends. Not that it bothered me; Infinity Bound is having a concert here in my city on that same day, and I’ll totally attend it if I have no reason to go to prom.

            Katherine said she’ll go with Xander, so that leaves me and Tom as the only ones without dates. But I’m pretty sure Tom already has someone in mind, and has probably asked whoever that girl is.

            I’m so close to finishing the seventeenth chapter of Mockingjay. I’m at the part wherein Katniss and Gale arrive to Katniss’ compartment, and they’re both exchanging a few words before they part ways and call it a night.

            “Katniss, as your oldest friend, believe me when I say he’s not seeing you as you really are.” He kisses my cheek and –

            My door flies wide open, and my mother appears with a look on her face that suggests a long conversation is on its way. “Honey,” she begins gently. “I hear prom’s coming up in a few weeks.” She smiles warmly at me, and closes the door behind her. I hesitantly insert my bookmark on the page I last read and close my book beside me.