Waiting For Nothing

Chapter 17: The Closing Of A Lifetime

Chase had officially asked Miranda to prom at lunch Friday, the day before prom. I felt as though my heart had fallen onto the ground and people were stomping on it. Even though we had agreed to be friends, I still had unrequited feelings for him whether he knew or not. The last person that I expected for Chase to ask was Miranda so you can just imagine my surprise.

"It's okay," Trish wrapped an arm around my shoulders in comfort as I gaped openly in shock at the two of them. Miranda shrieked with joy as Chase stood awkwardly by her locker holding a sign that read, "Prom?" and a bouquet of roses rested next to his feet on the ground. I watched in horror as she jumped into his arms and began kissing the crap out of him.

Shrugging, I turned on my heel and stalked out of the doors towards the parking lot. Trish caught up with me easily with worry etched across her features. "It's a free country. Chase can ask whoever he wants to." As the words fell out of my mouth they sounded bitter and cold; empty words with a double meaning.

Trish leaned next to me against my truck door, munching silently on a granola bar. My lunch didn't look as appetizing as it had a few minutes ago, so I tossed the contents of it into a nearby garbage can.

"You're obviously bothered by it," Trish said blatantly. "Why didn't you tell me you still had feelings for him?"

My hands flew up in frustration, "I don't know! I still had some feelings for him, but as far as I knew they were gone. Guess I was wrong." She looked at me sympathetically and I felt my shoulders droop in resignation.

"Look at it like this; Chase chose the wrong girl. He will definitely realize it when you show up tomorrow in that smoking hot dress of yours!" She bumped her hip against mine and I let out a small laugh.

I'm hoping she's right.

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"If you don't quit pulling away from me, I'm going to burn your ear!" Huffing out in frustration, I settled back into the chair as Sal continued to painfully curl my hair. Even though prom was a few hours away, she wanted to get me prepped and ready so that I could relax for a little bit.

Another strand of my hair was yanked out causing me to grit my teeth, "I don't see why you find the need to pull out my hair every five seconds."

"Beauty hurts, hon." I could practically hear the smugness in her voice. Rolling my eyes, I turned my attention to my phone as it lit up from a text message.

Chase 4:52 p.m.

I'm ready to get wasted! Lol!

Chuckling, I ignored the text and set my phone back on the dresser. Yesterday I had decided to not be a complete asshole to Chase even though he did decide to ask out my mortal enemy to prom. It was his decision and I respected that.

An hour later Sal had finally gotten the curls to where she wanted them and began to put on my make up. Instead of the normal naked look that I sported, she chose to give me smokey eyes and put on falsies. My lipstick was ruby red. To be honest, I looked pretty hot for a girl that doesn't really try in the looks department.

Before I could escape to go put on my dress, Sal grabbed me by the elbow. "I have a surprise for you," smiling, she motioned for me to follow her into the garage. Since I had moved here, I had never seen the inside of her garage.

Pushing open the door, Sal grinned at me and ushered me into the darkness of the room. Once she flicked on the light, my jaw dropped to the floor at what greeted me.

A sleek, silver '69 dodge charger sat in the middle of the garage looking as though it had just been bought off of the lot. Turning towards Sal who was now brightly smiling at me, I stared at her in shock.