MIA
Winter Break
There are a lot of ways that I pictured myself kicking off the first few days of winter break, and I'm pretty sure that shopping for prom dresses wasn't one of them. As a matter of fact, shopping was nowhere in my top twenty.
Nonetheless, I'm currently serving out another 'BFF Trump Card' and tagging along with Autumn as she searches for the ultimate gown. We've been at the mall for over five hours so far and she's tried on at least two dresses in every single store.
"How does this one look?" She comes out of the dressing room, wearing a sparkling pink, backless gown.
"Didn't you just try that exact same dress on in a different color?"
"Yeah, so?" She eyes herself in the mirror. "There's a huge difference between black and pink, Mia. One is light and the other is dark. Plus, they're two different colors."
"Wow, insightful. How exactly did we become friends?"
She laughs. "Do you like it or not?"
"It's okay. I liked the blue one you tried four stores ago."
"Yeah. Me, too." She shrugs. "Okay, well, let's go to a few more stores to make sure that one is the one."
I nod in agreement. The second we get out of here I'm going to do one of the things that was on my top twenty list.
Instead of returning to the dressing room, Autumn steps in front of me and crosses her arms. "Hold on a second. Please tell me you plan on going to prom."
"I actually wasn't planning on it." I admit.
"Okay, now I need to ask: How exactly did we become friends?" She laughs. "Why wouldn't you go? At least for me?"
"For you? You're going with Jacob."
"Yeah, but it's more-so about seeing everyone one last time. Surely you've read enough Young Adult books to know that. You need to start looking for a dress."
I shake my head at her. "It's six months away. Even if I do end up changing my mind, I have plenty of time to look for one."
"It clearly takes a long time to find a good dress." She tugs at her gown's fabric. "Why don't you ask Justin if he'll take you and be your date?"
"What?"
"Why don't you ask Justin if he'll take you and be your date?" She repeats, slowly emphasizing every syllable. "Did you catch that or do I need to say it again?"
"We're just-"
"Friends?" She scoffs. "Please! I've seen the way he looks at you. Everyone has actually."
"What do you mean everyone? I haven't told anyone about me and him but you."
"Mia..." She tilts her head to the side. "Did you really think that all of the time you two have been spending together would go un-noticed by everyone at Central? You've said it yourself, everyone watches every move Justin makes. Those moves now include you."
I sigh. I honestly have been enjoying my time with him too much to focus on what everyone else is saying.
"Ask him if he'll take you to prom," she says. "It won't be a surprise to anyone if you two go together."
"No..." I shake my head. "That's okay. I have a perfectly good reason why that's a bad idea." Before I can say anything else, she snatches my cell phone out of my hand.
"Let me help you out," she says, tapping my screen.
"Oh, my god, no!" I reach for my phone, but she steps back and locks herself in the dressing room. "Autumn, please don't do this to me!"

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