Thursday, May 17, 2012

Senior Prom

Ah springtime and prom.  After precariously traversing four years of high school, senior prom had finally arrived.  I was delighted to be asked by a boy who was always fun to be around.  Sure, prom would be more magical if I were actually in to my date, but at least I was going to have a good time.  In the chaos in between classes I found myself face to face with my sophomore pal.  He was furious and shoved a stack of jumbled papers into my arms.  He then proceeded to yell at me in front of the entire school.  The purpose of his rant was to inform me that he had been in love with me all year and I had rejected him and he couldn't take it any more.  I knew we were friends and I remembered the day back in September when our paths crossed and I bonded with him and his best friend.  

I had never considered that he liked me as more than a friend, so his verbal explosion was shocking.  I tried to calmly tell him that I didn't know.  "Didn't know?  How could you not know?  I have been writing you notes for an entire year!  I confessed my love multiple times and I even asked you to prom.  Instead you told What's His Bucket that you would go with him instead.  I can't take it any more, stop breaking my heart."  It was then that I realized the stack of papers in my hands, were the notes he had taken from my locker because I had seen no harm in him knowing my combination.  The notes in my hands were all written in spanish.  I don't speak spanish and it was then that it all finally clicked.  He thought I had spanish this semester and he had been writing all of his love declaring notes in a language I could not read.  Until this time I had never been concerned about the fact that I couldn't read them, but I did feel bad that I forgot to tell him that I had dropped my spanish class. 

I fumbled through every apology I could muster and tried to convince him that I really didn't know he was in love with me and that I was truly sorry.  He didn't buy a single word and left me alone in the hallway.

Next came the notification that my super fun prom date had proposed to my second cousin and that they were really getting married after graduation.  What could be more awkward than going to prom with your second cousin's fiance?  I decided it was time to let him off the hook and take his fiancee instead of me.  He gratefully accepted my suggestion.

So even if my sophomore friend would never take me to prom since I unintentionally broke his heart and even if my date got engaged to someone else, I will still get asked to prom right?!?!  How could I not get asked to prom?!?!?!?!

Disclaimer: No hearts were broken in the making of this dream and I am way too old to get asked to prom.

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