well fuck
I completely forgot about senior prom. And I know you're probably asking yourself 'why is prom after graduation?' Well, I wish I could answer that because I don't even know. All I do know is the senior prom is after graduation, and prom is in only a couple days. But I couldn't help but think, was Dal gonna ask me?
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Stella: "hey Dal I have a question"
Dallas: "yuh"
Stella: "not that I wanna go but, Are you going to prom"
Dallas: "not that I know of"
Stella: "well why not"
Dallas: "Because I don't gotta date"
Stella: "You're kidding right"
Dallas: "I gtg"
Stella: "oh"
———————————————————————-I laid down in my bed and thought,
Well what the fuck was that. Did he deadass not wanna go to prom with me? I know we were trying to keep everything low key but I don't think anyone would suspect anything. Just two friends going to prom together... as friends.
I heard something hit my window. I jolted up, Dal was standing in my back yard and yelled, "Yo we gotta talk" he said cupping his hands around his mouth. "Go to the front door, no ones home" I yelled back. He walked through the front door and came up to my room. He jumped on top of me, "whataya wanna do" I laughed. "I wanna ask ya something" he said laying down next to me. "Oh yea?", "wanna fuck?" he said.
I was expecting him to say something along the lines of 'hey Stella I love you' or 'Wanna go to prom with me?' Like yea I know Dallas, he's not gonna say either of those things. I wasn't expecting much either. I k ew he wasn't the type to do a whole proposal, he was too 'cool' and too lazy. But I just wanted him to say it.
"Dallas" I said flipping to my side looking at him. Only inches away from his face. "Nah I'm messing with ya" he said sitting up. I sighed and sat up. I was kinda hoping we'd hookup there or something, but I'll say it again. I didn't expect much from Mr. Dallas Winston. I sat up next to him and he placed his arm around my shoulder. "Wanna go to the prom with me?" he said. "ehh... I gotta check my calendar. Might be busy that day" I said beginning to get up. He pulled me back down, "I can see it pretty clear from here. You're free" he said with a smirk. "Fine, I'll make an exception" I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.
We hung out a little more... than it hit me. Prom is on Saturday. That's only three days away. I have to buy a prom dress. Usually prom dress's take weeks to alter. They're gonna look at me like I just snorted a line asking for a dress with such short notice. I guess I just gotta buy one that doesn't need to be altered.
"Dal what're you wearing?" I asked. I know the guys usually dress according to the girls but considering I don't even have a dress, that wasn't really an option. "Black" he said flatly. I coulda answered that question myself. Dal didn't do 'colors'. "Figured" I said. "Look I gotta go, I have work. See ya, ugh I don't know, soon" He said as he walked out of the room. Guess now I gotta go dress shopping.
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Stella: "Ang i'm omw"
Ang: "What"
Stella: "omw"
————————————————————————"Why are you at my house" Ang said as she stepped into my car. "Dal asked me to prom" I said smiling. She instantly started freaking the fuck out. "Are you serious!" she yelled. "How!" she proceeded to say. How do I tell her that he was too lazy to actually ask me. "Well actually, he just said 'wanna go to prom with me'" I said, her face dropped as if she expected Dallas Winston to do something that required work. "that's it?" she said, "well did you expect him
to make a huge deal about it?" I said laughing. She thought for a second, "actually, yea no he wouldn't do that shit" she said laughing.I put on some XXXTENTACION music because he was my favorite artist. 'NUMB' to be exact. We drove around till we found the place, 'Designing Dreams'. I walked in without an appointment but it wasn't crowded considering it was three days away from prom and the majority of proms were over. "Hi I need a prom dress" I said to the lady at the front desk. She looked confused for a hot second, "For when?" she asked. "Uh Saturday" I said. She looked up at me in shock, "Saturday?", "Yup" she sighed and showed me to the section where the dresses were.
I was planning on getting a sleek black dress, high key wanted to make Dal nut when he saw me not gonna lie. I tried on a couple dresses but they weren't what I wanted. Until I found this one dress. It was black... obviously. It had sparkles at the top, and had a slit that went all the way up to my hip. Hopefully I don't get dress coded or some shit. Will I show you? eh, guess you're gonna have to wait and see;)
I wanted to add some sort of color, nothing crazy. My aunt bought me Black Louboutin red bottoms. I felt like a real badass when I wore those shoes. I'll probably wear red lipstick and carry a red bag or something just to add color. Figured I would get Dal something to match the red. I got him a red tie and hanker chief thing to put in that pocket thing. I'll prob get him a red boutonnière, and he'll get me a red corsage.
"You look fucking hot" Ang said as I walked out of the dressing room. "You don't think it needs to be altered right?" I asked. Well I didn't even have the time to alter it anyway sooooo. "You look stunning, and no it doesn't need to be altered" the lady from the front desk said as she walked over to us. I just looked at her and smiled, "Thank you".
"So why so last minute?" she said as she tugged on a couple areas of the dress making sure I wasn't just saying it fit just to have a dress. "Well uh, the kid who asked me... asked me this morning. I didn't think he was gonna" I said with a fake smile. "is this kid your boyfriend?" she asked. Nope I wish lmao. "No just a thing I guess" I shrugged. "You guess?" she huffed with a laugh. "What?" I said smiling back. "You're telling me this kid who asked you to prom like twenty minutes ago isn't your boyfriend?"
damn she's got a lot of questions. But I didn't mind answering them.
"well... yea no." I replied. "Do you like this so called kid?", "Yea" I said flatly. "Does he like you?" she asked. Well maybe, this kinda made me think. Does Dal actually like me? Or does he just like what I can give him? "Maybe" I said back. She just looked at me and smiled. "Well if you're gonna wear this dress...you'll find out this weekend, now take it off so I can ring you up" She said indicating me to go back into the dressing room to change.
I feel like talking to older people always opens my mind to new ideas. Like older people are wiser, she's probably been through what I've been through. Liking a boy but not knowing his stance on the situation. But one line I just couldn't get out of my head. It just kept repeating in my brain taking over my thoughts.
"you'll find out this weekend"
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1965 - 2018
FanfictionPut a couple a 60's kids in 2018 and you can only guess what'll happen...