Prom has been driving me crazy over the past week, and so has the film, but after ages of work, I finished it. I'm handing it in today, that is, if I am allowed to.
I still don't know what to do about prom.
It's in two weeks and Jaz's mum only has 2 days left so I don't want to intrude it or anything.
I gather up my things and slide them into my satchel bag.
When I'm shuffling things around my desk I find the pen she had let me borrow a few months ago.
Now she has to talk to me!
I take the bus, because it's raining and I am so not willing to get a cold.
I hate the bus. It's crowded, noisy and it smells.
I never get a seat, because I'm about the last person to get on and that annoys the hell out of me.
The bus seats are divided in to sections.
The back, the middle and the front.
Up the front, the nerds or less popular people, who just don't care where they sit.
In the middle, the chatty girls who like to spend their time talking about really useless and meaningless things.
Then there's the back.
The place you don't want to be unless you want to be avalanched in spitballs and gum.
The bus stops, and I clench the pen that Jaz gave me.
I walk through the school gates and my first mission is to find Jaz; and at first, I don't see her anywhere.
Then, as I walk past the libary, I see a flash of a red satin bow and a purple bag.
it's her.
the girl I haven't talked to in a week, the girl I now decide I'm quite in love with. The girl who has been that one person to help me obtain happiness.
"Jaz!" I yell, holding my arm out and running for her.
She turns around and frowns.
"What" she says quietly.
"Well, I- um. I have your pen that you let me borrow."
Her face blanks and she replies with "keep it."
She turns to walk away but I stop her.
"Jaz. Please." I say, and she looks me dead straight in the eye and begins to cry.
I hug her tightly and Serena walks past.
"Oh! well isn't this CUTE! You both are just so ugly and stupid I couldn't bear to miss this! Especially you, Jaz! Oh! Do you think that your mum will be coming to your wedding? Wait, she''ll be dead by then!" She says, laughing evilly.
Jaz bursts in to more tears and I become infuriated.
My anger reached to the highest possible tolerance level. I raised my right hand, pulling karly closer and slapped her across the face, then pushing her away.
Jaz goes to run away, but I grab her hand.
I hold it this time, and I say
"Jaz. Will you go to prom with me? I know you don't want to and I know its stupid to ask and I know you're going through a whole lot and I know life sucks right now but I really really want you to know I care, and I think prom would be a good thing to let you get it off your mind" I blurt, blushing profusely.
It's silent.
It's not an awkward silence, though. Its blissful. It feels gentle and swayish.
She smiles and says
" I thought you'd never ask"
