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"I'm nearing the end of my fourth year I feel like I've been lacking, crying too many tears Everyone seemed to say it was so great But did I miss out, was it a huge mistake?"
I look at myself in the mirror happy with my choice of clothing.
A black sparkling dress glows down me.
I'm so excited for prom! It's gonna be so fun!
I grab my keys and yell to my mom that I'm gone and drive off to the destination.
I walk in looking around seeing flashing lights and blazing music.
I bit my lip in nervousness as I see everyone buddy buddy with someone.
No one without a date and I couldn't care less.
I smile entering my name in the ballets.
I sit until they announce the queen and king.
"Wanna dance." A blonde gray eyed boy asked smiling cheekily.
He's hot but no
I wanna be alone
"No thanks." I smile politely.
He nods and walks off.
He soon came back with a black haired boy that had blue eyes.
"This bitch thinks she's better than us." He said looking in my eyes.
He's nice demeanor no longer.
I look at him in confusion.
"When the hell did I say that I was better than you?" I ask getting angry at his accusation.
"Just now." He smirked.
I walk off in anger.
After minutes of me walking around aimlessly I eventually go to the balcony.
I sat back and took a swig of my liquid out of my flask.
Looking over the balcony as the cars passed by. Music from the dance floor blaring through the speakers.
I turn and see every pretty girl with a boy on their arm.
I scoff.
Pathetic
My eyes tearing up at the estrange feeling.
I took another sip in which turned into full on gulps, which resulted in the flask gone.
I look down frowning and furrowing my eyebrows.
I look at my pretty black dress flowing down my body.
Tears mixed with strained mascara hitting it.
I smile thinking of how excited I was for prom.
I thought it was gonna be fun and epic
Yeah.... an epic failure
I guess I had a couple expectations
"What's wrong?" A voice asked. I look up to see a green haired blue eyed girl.
I look at her with teary eyes.
Should I tell my problems to a complete stranger
No
Am I?
Fuck yeah
I motioned for her to sit next to me.
"People are being assholes." I pout.
She chuckled.
"Why?"
I shrugged.
"I wanted to be alone. I can't help the fact I like to be alone. It might sound kind of sad but that's just what I seem to know. I tend to handle things usually by myself, and I can't ever seem to try and ask for help."
I sighed more tears falling from my eyes.
She hugs me.
I wipe my eyes in embarrassment.
"I just wanted this to be perfect you know?"
I laughed tearily.
"I wanted to be prom queen, have that perfect high school experience,I probably won't even get that. I'd be the prom queen if crying was a contest." I smiled looking at the unknown girl.
She laughed.
"You are?" I ask
"Billie." She smiled.
"I guess my standards where too high Billie." I smiled liking the way her name roles off my tongue.
"Y/n" I smiled hugging her tight.
"I usually don't show this much affection, I promise but I'm just a teensy Weensy bit drunk." I whispered giggling pinching my index and thumb to show the amount.
She laughed.
"Are you sure just a teensy weensy? And it's ok, I'm not complaining." She smiled.
I laugh.
"Ok a it drunk, you smile a lot Billie, you have a beautiful smile." I giggle poking her cheek.
