I'm pretty sure that I suck.

The bathroom.

I stand with this stranger that I spilled red fruit punch on, in the girls bathroom.

'Again, I'm so sorry' I blurt out breaking the silence

'It's alright, I'm lucky to have a black blazer'

'Yeah, but I spilled it on your white shirt!'

'It's fine. I'm not much for proms, unless I have a date, you know?' He asks me, and I nod 'Well, I'm Connor Ryans, but you can call me Connor. I just moved here' He tells me.

'Samantha, but you can call me Sam, and I noticed that. I would have known you if you were here before'

He smiles at me and buttons up his vest covering up the stain.

'Shall I escort you to the dance? Or do you have a date?'

'It's a long story, but you shall.'

He wraps his arm around mine and we enter the gym and we head our way over to April and her date, Carlos. 

'Hey Sam, where's Matthew? And who's this?' Carlos asks me. I'm pretty sure April knows the first answer.

'I dumped him. And this is Connor. I spilt fruit punch on him' I tell Carlos and Connor nods along.

The rest of the night is us just dancing as a four until a slow song comes on. We stand their awkwardly while Carlos and April slow dance, before he reaches his hand out for mine.

Authors Note:

Thanks you all for reading, stay tuned!