C H A P T E R 60

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J U L I A N

What do you do when your dumb boyfriend stands you up a few days before prom?

You wear a damn ass sexy dress and wear it like the boss bitch you are. Date or not, I'm going to take prom by the horns and take it for a drink in my 'dripping in finesse' pond.

Please forget that I said that.

"I still don't get why you brought me to the mall" Jace groaned

"Because you're going to help me get a dress for prom"

"Don't you have a boyfriend to do that with you?"

"Oh so now, you accept he's my boyfriend?"

"Whatever, just call him and leave me be"

"He broke my heart" I said

Jace dropped his car keys on the floor "He did what?"

"It's nothing, I actually don't care"

"If you don't care then I won't strangle him to death. Is there any way that I can make it up to you?" His eyes were filled with concern.

"My dress"

"Anything but that?"

"Fine, go buy me a girdle and some bra tubes will do too" I said

"Prom dress it is"

"Yay, you're going to buy a dress for me"

"Buy a dress for you or buy a dress with you?" He asked

"Both" I yanked him to the dress store and he was screaming like an idiot all through.

I've been in this store for half an hour and I can't seem to find a dress that matches my taste and spells me.

I was about to give up shopping when a red and gold dress caught my eye. The top was made of red net and covered in gemstones while the rest was rich in the color gold.

"Do you like it?" Jace asked

"I love it" I looked at the price tag and I almost passed away. I might be a rich kid but that doesn't mean that I'll purchase a dress of one hundred thousand dollars for just a night. It's not like it's my wedding.

"Then I'll get it for you"

"No Jace, it's way too expensive" I said

"So? Money's not a problem and you know that"

"Yes but I'm not spending that amount on a prom dress. Let's just go, I'll look for another dress" I said

You knkw that feeling you get when you've already fallen in love with something and then you try to replace it. That's exactly how I feel.

I searched the entire mall but I couldn't find 'The Dress'. It's probably because I've already found 'The One'.

I settled for a plum dress which is also pretty and floor length. I still can't get that dress out of my head but I can't have it either.

My phone started ringing as I was carrying all of my stuffs from my locker into my car.

"Hello?" I said

"Hi, it's me, The scholarship coach"

"Oh hello sir"

"Well, I ran a few tests and some investigations and we've finally come to a conclusion to give Mr Laverne a scholarship if he can impress us at our boot camp" He said

"Oh my God, thank you so much. You won't regret it"

I know that I should be the one regretting putting so much effort for a fool like Andrew but I love him and the infamous love is dumb enough to make me feel this way.

"Hey" Derek came up to me

"Hi Derek" I closed the trunk of my car and went over to meet him "What's wrong?"

"So, prom is tomorrow night and I was wondering if you could help me find a date?" He said

Great, here I was thinking that he'd ask me to be his date.

"I would love to help you but I currently do not have a date either so I'll really love it if there are other single and sad souls like me" I said

"You don't have a date? Didn't Andrew ask you?"

"Nope, the idiot says it's cheesy"

"Typical Andrew. Hey, if you're going alone and I'm going alone then we should probably go together, alone" He winked at me.

"Ok, that's the literally the dumbest way to ask a girl to a dance but I'll let it slide since you're cute" I smiled at him

"Is that a yes?" He said

"It's a maybe. My place at seven and we'll see how things go" I got into my car and drove away.

My phone beeped in my pocket as I was removing my stuffs from the car. It was a text from Andrew. Ugh, what does he want?

Meet me hollow tree in thirty.

Ok, I literally have no idea what this guy's telling me. If I shut off my brain and think like an idiot, I think that he's asking me to meet him under the hollow tree in thirty minutes.

Dang Julian, you really need to work at a home for crazy lunatics like Andrew. I started my engine and drove off.

I looked for a parking space and hopped out of the car. This better be good or I'm going to murder him.

I walked over to the tree and there was no sign of him. Is this supposed to be a prank?

I was about to head back to my car when I heard his voice.

"Leaving so soon?" Immediately, the tree lit up and I saw him sitting on a branch.

"What are you doing up there and what's all this?" I asked

I'm not sure if he was trying to impress by attempting to jump down like a cool guy but it didn't end well.

Although, it was kind of interesting for me to see him fall from the top of the tree and break down three branches with his chest.

"Are you ok?" I ran up to him and touched his heart to check if he was still breathing and sadly, he was.

"Yeah, one sec" He got up and went behind the tree. He pressed a button and the lights started blinking and if I didn't know any better, I'd say that it was spelling out something.

'Will you go to prom with me?" I smiled at the words and then a smiling Andrew with a bouquet of roses came from behind it.

"Andrew....this...this...is...." He handed the bouquet to me

"I know, awesome" He patted his back "I'm a pretty awesome boyfriend"

"This is cute but aren't you like, I don't know, three weeks late?" I asked

"What do you mean? You said you like cheesy stuffs"

"I like cheesy stuffs but not when they're late. What kind of lunatic asks his girlfriend to prom on the night before it?"

"I know I'm late but I still managed to do all of the cheesy stuffs you wanted. The least that you can do is forgive me and be my date"

"I like cheesy stuffs but I don't want you to do cheesy stuffs because I ask you to, I want you to do it because you want to do it. I'm sorry but I can't be your date"

"Why not? You're my girlfriend"

"Maybe if you had gotten your brain checked earlier then I won't be going with someone else and keep your roses, yellow isn't my color. Next time, buy me black ones"

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Adios Amigos

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