Awakening

The Failed Chance of a Dance

2016
Bella completely ditched me. She went to go hangout with her 'boyfriend' and some girl named Alyssa. They're probably going to go smoke. Damn, I never add details do I? Well, Bella is not a virgin, she smokes, drinks, skips class, does other drugs, parties, etc. She says that ever since I left she started going off track. I try and convince her to stop, but she just tells me that I don't know anything and that she's so much better than me. But anyway, right now I'm at a washworks, my face was so red that I needed to take a nice shower and wipe my running mascara off. She really hurt me, I just can't believe she would rather hang out with them then me. I cried hard as I felt the hot water run down my back. Then I called Hannah and asked if I can go to her house and get ready, then go to the dance with her. I hate being alone, but I'm really used to it. But I just can't stand being alone, it makes me look like I have no friends and nobody who cares about me. I hate when people feel bad for me. It makes myself feel doubtful of my own happiness. My dad drove me to her house and we got ready. I wore a long blue sparkling dress with a diamond in the middle. I put my hair in a braid and wore sparkling silver shoes. I did my makeup and painted my nails. Hannah wore a pink and black dress with her hair down. I did her makeup because the girl can't even put in lipstick right, her mom took half a million pictures, and we left. Ultimate by Denzel Curry blasted in the speakers as Hannah and I nailed all the lyrics, and then we pulled into the school. When we walked in, it was dark. You could see a lot of girls with their cheap dresses and trashy hair. Just kidding, everyone actually looked pretty good. When I saw Annie I immediately wanted to leave. But I wouldn't let her ruin this night. No, not this one. You might have ruined nearly everything for me, but I won't let you take this night. We paid the entree fee and walked to the dance floor. We took off our shoes and stared greeting our friends. Everyone told me I look good and I returned the compliment. Super Bass boomed in the room, and the Hannah looked at me. "There he is." I looked to the left and saw you. You wore a black tuxedo with Jays. Whoever would have you in the future is a lucky girl. The night went on and all I did was try and get close to you, a slow song came on and you started dancing with all the girls. I ended up dancing with the autistic kid, nothing wrong with that, just that it wasn't you. He kept trying to talk to me but my eyes glued to yours. Hannah told me she would ask you to dance with me, and I harshly declined. I wanted to do it myself, but was too scared. The dj called out saying that only 10 minutes were left, throughout the night, almost everyone wanted to dance with me. But I just wanted to dance with you. Once the night ended, I was devastated. I saw as you exited the doors, followed by everyone else. I was the last one at the school, sitting on a bench, softly crying. Wondering what the night would have been like if I picked up the courage and asked for your hand.