Naomi's Mind: The Dance

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Of all my middle school experience, I have never been to 1 dance. So lucky me decided to go to the last Dance of the year which is the 8th grade celebration dance.

  M.C. is still chasing my crush and since I'm a good friend, I just let her because there is more of a chance of her getting him than I do. Like, I don't even talk to the guy because I'm too scared he might say something mean to me.

  I went to my friend D.O.''s house to get ready because I was having a sleepover at her house anyways so why not?
  She did my hair, and I wore a dress. I didn't do makeup because I like to go all natural. If you don't like my face then oh well then. That's you.
  We got there 2 hours late and I spotted M.C. the first thing she did was look suprised, like everyone else because my hair was down, and I was wearing a dress.
  At the dance, when I was talking to M.C.

"Oh my god. H.I.M. looks so cute today. He foreal looks like Edward Cullen from Twilight." M.C. says to me.

That's the same kind of thing she told me in the beginning of the school year stating that he looked like Harry Potter when he had glasses, but I just thought he looked perfectly normal and himself. He was perfect.

I spotted him in the crowd, and no he did not look like Edward from Twilight.  He looked so perfect...

  His hair was made to perfection. He was wearing a suit that suited him perfectly. Even the old ladies, especially my science teacher, couldn't keep their eyes off him. Heck, I couldn't keep my eyes off him. He was just standing there looking all perfect.....

...... until he smiled at M.C.

"Before you came, everyone was trying to make us hold hands. We were both blushing. And we almost kissed because our heads were close together when we were watching the game on his phone. And everyone was ganging up on us because we were on a note team and he started defending me......." M.C. was saying.

  I was just smiling and saying awwe the whole time I was talking to her. My ears were ringing and my eyes were clouded with tears that didn't come out.

  I left her to go see other friends.

I was looking for D.O but when I found her she was in a twerk circle. And I'm too shy to join or do anything bad so I just went out to clear my head.

Our dance wasn't at our school. It was in a  kind of clubhouse.

So I went outside the backside, and there were couples surrounding me, like I wasn't sad enough. There was water and I just wanted to jump off and drown myself.

So I just sat there for a while literally rethinking my existence. Asking If I should jump or not.

Knowing my mom, she would sue the school and D.O's mom for never coming home from the dance. So I decided against it.

I went inside to get something to drink. People noticed me, and came up to tell me how pretty I looked. So I had to say a bunch of thank you's.

But I thought they were lying or something. Because he's not noticing me.

At the almost end of the dance I stood on the side and just watched HIM watch M.C. he did notice me staring but I was too sad to care.

We got to D.O's house and I slept only to wake up with a camera in my face being her Goodmorning Streaks for that day.

I went home more depressed than I already am.

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