Day 4: Dance date?
FridayI wore foundation and concealer to hide my slap mark and I tried my best to be a little distant, I won't break down. Not again..(long story). Unfortunately, Jessica walked next to me. "Hey, there's this new label going around, its high heel or sneaker" she whispered. "What?" I demanded. "Yeah there starting to label them off. You, me, and Fiona are high heels, Chloe was a sneaker.." She whispered, " I really think that's weird, why put more labels than they already have?" I asked only getting a shrug from Jessica. I knew what she meant, it's high school.
"Anyway, are you going to go to the dance in 3 weeks? Oh, what am I kidding of course you are! Did you get a date?" Jessica asked. "Oh..right! I totally forgot about that..the Valentines Dance... Well, I haven't got a date yet.." I replied awkwardly. "What?! No dang way, YOU have to get a date! It is major for your reputation, what about. Ethan, or maybe Scott the jock, Oh! Or Jake!" Jessica suggested. "Um. I don't know, Ethan is way too obedient, Scott is way too dumb, Jake is..well to creepy." I complained. Fiona suddenly walks by and said, "Guess who got a date with Scott?" She announced. " No way!" Said Jessica " I know!" Replied Jessica. Chloe walked by as well with 5 heavy textbooks. "Here let me help you with that," I offered and grabbed 3 textbooks. "Thanks, I heard you guys were talking about the dance, I got a date with Dane!" She said excitedly. Dane is basically Ethan's puppy or sidekick. "Great. Now I'm the only one without a date" I said sadly.
At lunch, we were served spaghetti, salad, and orange juice or only a couple of bucks. We sat at our usual table. Just as a conversation was about to start, Ethan walked over with a bouquet of jasmine flowers and said, "Camel Riles, will you got to the dance with me?" with a complete confident voice. "Um...erm..." I glanced at my friends who were doing big hand gestures, thumbs up, 2 hands rolling together, and big wide smiles. Just as I was going to reply Jake walked over with one rose in hand, clearly mad " Camel, do you want to go to the dance with me instead?" He offered. " um" was the only thing I could get out until Justin (Scott's best friend) came over with a bouquet of rose and tried to push the others aside " What about me? Eh? You, I dance?" He said coolly. This was not happening. Tommy the skater stood on a table and yelled " Yo cutie Camel! Go to the dance with me eh?" A jock started to mock them "Hey, sweetie? Want to go to the dance with me sweetheart?" "Uh, um, erm" I struggled for words.
"No, I'm not going to the dance with any of you! Ugh." I announced and the day went on, with my day turning upside down.
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