It's Saturday afternoon. I get out of bed at 12:30 pm fairly excited for the nights coming events. A few things to do in the meantime though. I get dressed and go downstairs for a bowl of Weetabix, no milk. As I munch I think of all that I need to do before 4 PM. After "Breakfast" I head out with my father to go get a haircut and pick up the corsage for my date. We then proceed to the car wash for a nice 45 minute wait. We get home around 3 PM.
Time to take a shower and get my Tuxedo on. Putting on a Tuxedo isn't as hard as they make it look. It's actually quite simple, the only difficult thing about it is getting the ever stubborn buttons through the corresponding holes.
I'm ready. All dressed up in a part wool/part polyester jacket and pants with all the bells and whistles on an 80 day. Fun. As expected, I must suffer through an initial barrage of pictures and fawning from my mother before we start off to pick up my date. We arrive at her house at 4:30.
I knock on the door and am greeted by her. She's wearing a stunning green dress with her hair done up in an entrancing and intricate style I can't begin to follow without an explanation. I enter through the door and am greeted by her brother and her mother. We exchange formalities and proceed to put on the corsage and whatever it is that I myself wear, yet I have forgotten the name.
We are then ushered outside for yet another barrage of pictures and fawning, though this time it is from two mothers instead of one. We soldier on through the entire process despite the stifling heat.
We are on our way. First we stop at Chili's for dinner and idle chat. We talk about various things at school and learn a bit more about each other. It's very pleasant just sitting and chatting and getting to know each other more. A few compliments are tossed our way from various parts of the restaurant.
We get done early and decide to just head on over. Prom is being held in the NC US History Museum of all places. We are the very first to arrive. We had expected more of a wait at Chili's but surprisingly there was none so we were a good 20 minutes early. We walk around and chat and admire the various decorations, biding time until more arrive.
We get our pictures taken, first ones, by someone there and we decide to share the pictures. They are surprisingly nice, though it's obvious that we were trying not to laugh the entire time.
People don't really start arriving until after 8 so that's when everything picks up speed. I will pause in my story for a second to just mention that I NEVER dance, especially to rap music for that matter, yet somehow she managed to get me to dance. I must say that I did actually have fun. even though I don't like the music I ignored everything but the beat and just went with it.
The DJ keeps a constant mix between slow and fast dance music and we all methodically follow suit. I see friends there who I haven't seen in as much as 2 years. We are all joking, dancing, talking, and just overall having a great time.
It's the last dance, my moment. Halfway through the song I bend down to her ear and whisper to her a question. Her eyes light up. She sqeals and latches onto me in an embrace which I return tenfold. As the song ends our lips brush. Again.
Afterwards everyone in attendance heads off to various parties and whatnot. We simply go to the car and go home. There is no need to go to any parties. It has already been a spectacular night.
Such is how Prom went and how my newest relationship begins.
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), and finally go off to the prom. Should be a fairly good night. Hopefully I'll get some kick ass pictures.
