Bittersweet Prom

Senior Prom. One of the biggest event throughout the four years of high school that people get excited over. Beside getting a dress and planning where to gather for the pre-prom party, pictures of cute promposals are posted on social medias during the this season.

I’m a member of Student Council, which organizes all the school dances. We encourage our classmates to attend dances. It isn’t hard to encourage seniors since Prom is the last dance in our high school career but unlike most of the my friends, I’m not excited for the dance.

It’s a pretty stressful process until the night when you think about it. First, we have to find the perfect dress, then decide who to get ready with, and where we meet. Well, it’s not that stressful when you have it all figured out but for me, I haven’t found a dress to begin with.

Two weeks before Prom.

I finally got my dress ordered. I also noticed most girls are getting asked. Some of my friends got asked and I would be happy for them. But at the same time, I wish there was someone who would take time to come up with a creative promposal but I knew that was not going to happen to me. I told myself that I will have fun with my girls and who needs boys anyways, right?

Day after day, I see boys carrying flowers and posters to school. As some of my friends get asked, it feared me that I will end up being the third wheel at the dance. I was sure I’m not going to be one of the people sharing a promposal picture but part of me wished it was.

Ten days before Prom.

There was a plot twist that I did not see coming. Right as I woke up in a middle of the night, I received a text from my close friend. It said she got asked…. by the guy I was interested in. I was shocked. I wasn’t able to go back to sleep because of all the emotions I’m feeling at the same time. Of all the girls he could asked, he asked the person I’ve been through the ups and downs with and a person who I can refer to as my second sister.

She texted if it was okay for me that she went with him. I didn’t respond because I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t going to be selfish and say “I don’t want you to go with him” but if I’m honest, I wasn’t fine. At all. I turned off my phone to avoid all of the text messages people sent to ask how I was doing.

I knew I needed to face this situation and respond to my friend who got asked. I questioned myself why I was being so emotional and overreacting. Why can’t I be happy for them. I just needed time.

Later on…

I called one of my good friends to let everything out. She told me to be honest with her and she would understand my feelings.

After the phone call, I decided to talk to my friend who got asked. She immediately picked up the phone and I told her I would be lying if I say I’m okay. But I wouldn’t want her to cancel the date that she was asked. It was a short conversation that didn’t even last a minute. I cut it short because I knew I was going to get emotional.

She knew something was wrong with me so she texted me right after. She told me that I’m important to her and she would cancel the date if it was hurting my feelings.