Prom Part 1

Just a little short story i've been working on that has to due with the fact that at my school it's prom season. But since I'm a sophomore I won't be going but atleast I can live out my prom fantasies in this.

Prom. It’s funny how that one four letter word could make or break your entire high school career. Suddenly college doesn’t matter anymore and the trending topic around school is who’s taking who and who’s wearing what dress. Of course non of that matters to me considering I’m a guy and could careless about the fact that so and so is wearing a blue dress while this other girl is wearing the same. But the worst part about this whole Prom season as I call it is that fact that I’m single and sometimes it feels like I’m the only one. With prom only two weeks away I have neither found a date or even bothered to buy a tux yet. The only reason I had two tickets sitting on my dresser at home was because my brother want’s me to go and he doesn’t want me going alone. Prom is supposed to be the happiest time for seniors. But if it was the most joyous time of my life then why do I want it to be over already?

Oh I guess the reason could be that I’m desperately in love with my best friend who is dating the captain of the football team. Yup, that sounds about right. Her name is Hayley Williams while his is Chad Gilbert. He’s the biggest jock in the school, she’s the most musical. He wins football games, she wins singing competition. He scores touchdowns, she scores the lead in the musical. A privilege life for Franklin High’s most elite. Honestly the only reason I can think of for mine and Hayley’s friendship is that fact that we’re in a band together. She was always miss popular, loved by all and I was just Josh Farro, that quiet kid who is always found scribbling down the chords to his next song or mumbling lyrics under his breath when he’s supposed to be taking a timed essay in English.

But as I sit at my lunch table and stare at my friends I realize that we all just mesh. Besides Hayley and her boyfriend, who refuses to sit with us by the way, there’s Jeremy Davis, Taylor York, and my brother, Zac Farro along with their girlfriends. Again notice how I’m the only single one. Sometimes I feel like the ninth wheel even though my friends try so hard to include me in their movie nights but there is only so much kissing during Thor that one could take. Now Jeremy has been dating his girlfriend Sarah on and off ever since freshman year and honestly I’m still surprised that they didn’t manage to break up one more time before prom but that’s Jeremy and Sarah, always so damn unpredictable. Then you have my friend Taylor who is only a junior but because he is dating Hannah, who’s a senior, he gets to attend prom with the rest of us. They’ve been dating for the past year, a very cute couple that seriously do everything together and when I mean everything, I mean everything. It’s rare when you find Taylor without his other half attached to his hip and vice versa. And then there’s my brother who, mind you, even has a girlfriend who is a senior while I can’t even get a girl to remember my name. Zac and Emily are that couple who will end up going to the same college and one day, dare I say it, even end up getting married. And as I sat down at my usual seat that warm May day the last thing a guy would expect was to be bombarded with questions about prom but alas, you don’t know my friends.

“So…Josh…” Zac started as I sat down and grabbed my water bottle off the table.

“Yes Zac.” I groaned as I smirked at Hayley, who oddly enough giggled at my facial expression.

“Did you ask anyone to prom yet?”

“Nope.” I sighed, popping the ‘p’ as I threw a very salty fry, cafeteria food sucks by the way, into my mouth.

“C’mon Josh.” Jeremy groaned. “Prom is two weeks away.”

“So?” I laughed.

“You are not going to senior prom alone.” Jeremy argued.

“I mean c’mon I even have a idea of who I’m taking and I’m a junior.” Taylor smiled, turning to glance at Hannah who blushed and giggled softly.

“Well seeing as I’m not the only one who didn’t ask anyone to prom yet.” I said, glaring at Jeremy, Taylor, and Zac who all started coughing nervously. “You guys should not be talking.”

“He has a point you know.” Hayley laughed, reaching over the table to grab one of my fries.

“You’re supposed to be on our side Hayley.” Zac mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Just face it Zac, Hayles likes me so much better.” I grinned as I watched a small blush form on Hayley’s cheeks.

“You’re too young for me Zac.” Hayley gasped, placing her hand on her forehead in mock horror.

“Hey, it’s cool to date a guy who’s younger than you.” Hannah defended, earning a slight node from Emily.

“Then what’s your excuse for a guy like Zac who sticks fries up his nose?” I chuckled, pointing to Zac who was goofing around his Taylor.

“I don’t know sometimes.” Emily laughed as she slapped Zac who shot her a confused look.

“But seriously Josh.” Hannah started. “How hard is it to ask someone to prom. I’m sure a lot of girls would love to go out with you.”

“God you sound like my mother.” I mumbled.

“Josh…” Jeremy sighed.

“I’ll think about it okay.” I groaned. “Even though I would be perfectly fine going stag, I’ll try and ask someone.”

“That’s all I ask.” Jeremy nodded.

“A girl would be stupid to say no to you.” Hayley smiled softly at me.

“Thanks Hayles.” I whispered before turning my attention back to my fries.

“What the…” I looked up from my fries and groaned when I noticed Chad walk over with a banquet of flowers and that sleazy grin on his face that always manages to make my stomach churn. What Hayley sees in him is beyond me.

“Well someone is getting asked to prom.” Hannah whispered, earning a small smile from Hayley.

“Hey babe.” Chad smirked before looking up and nodding at us. “Hey dudes, Josh.”

“Chad.” I mumbled, turning my attention back to my wattle bottle cap which was way more entertaining than the tool standing at the end of the table.

“Chad.” Hayley giggled.

“These are for you.” Chad said, handing over a bouquet of white daisies, note that these are Hayley’s least favorite flower. Her favorite flower is yellow roses, always have been and always will be.

“Thanks.” Hayley lied, staring down at her flowers before giving Chad one of those fake smiles at hers. She noticed the flowers.

“So Hayley, even though I know the answer,” Chad chuckled obnoxiously, “will you go to prom with me?”

“Of course.” Hayley responded without even hesitating.

But before Hayley and Chad could seal the deal with a kiss I stood up and trudged over to the garbage can, successfully throwing out my lunch that I couldn’t even stomach to finish. Sighing loudly I turned around and frowned when I noticed how Chad was still trying to suck Hayley’s face off. Rolling my eyes as I walked out of the cafeteria and towards my locker where one of those prom posters were taped. Remembering the conversation in lunch as well as the fact that Hayley will never like me that way I like her, I reached out and crinkled that blue poster, smiling slightly as I threw it on the ground in a crumpled heat.

“I hate prom.”