Rose

Not So Distant Memories

I was walking home when Rose popped up next to me.

"So did you talk to queen Bee today?"

I stopped in my tracks briefly. "Yeah." I furrowed my brows and continued walking.

"Annnnnndddd??"

"She asked me to prom."

"SHUT UP NO WAY??"

"Yeah... I don't know Rose I have a weird feeling about it..."

She rolled her eyes. "River come ON."

"No it's not...that. I just, I barely know her? I mean I know her but not enough for her to ask me out to prom?"

"I think you're just doubting how incredibly attractive you are. Girls are creaming their pants when you walk into the room!"

"Gross."

She laughed. "Maybe that's what your problem is. Maybe you want to experiment with guys. No shame in that, I mean, I love you either way."

"Rose you know better than anyone that I'm not gay."

"Doesn't have to be gay you can bisexual or pansexual orrr-"

"Rose."

She threw her hands up in defense. "I'm just saying you should keep your options open. I won't judge you for that."

I sighed. I love her but she really isn't getting it.

Are you sure you're ready?

Of course Rose. If it's with you I'm ready for anything.

Don't say that.

Why not?

If anything were to happen to me you would need to be ready alone.

"Riiiivvveeerrrrr."

I snapped back to reality. "What."

There was a sadness in her eyes. It wasn't normal that she let her guard down like that.

"I just think you should go have some fun."

"Send me in the direction of the guy who made you your fake ID and then I'll have some fun."

She rolled her eyes again. "Oh my god."

Yes!

~

When I got home that evening my mom was dressed to impress. She was putting on lipstick, rather messily, while attempting to put away her makeup at the same time.

Without looking at me she said "Go put something nice on we're going to dinner."

Shit. She wasn't kidding.

"I've got a lot of homework and a huge test tomorrow, I don't think I can make it."

She scoffed. "Since when did you ever care about school. You're already failing half of your classes I don't think one night will kill you."

Ouch.

"Why are you being so mean tonight."

Wiping the edges of her lips she said "Go upstairs and put something nice on. Hurry up we don't have much time."

"Why are you being so mean tonight??" I asked more forcefully this time.

She finally looked at me. "River I told you to go upstairs and put something nice on two times already. We are going to dinner. I'm sick of your bullshit. Now go the fuck upstairs and put some decent fucking clothes on because I will not have you look like a-a-"