It was only a crush, but it has crushed me, even though I’m broken inside, no one will know, not Kale and especially not Amy.
Because even though the girl isn’t my favorite person on the planet I’m not a home breaker, as long as he is with her I’m not going to look at him.
That in itself is motivation enough for me to go to this ball, I will go and I will have fun and enjoy myself, even if I do go alone.
For the rest of the day, the talk of the day is the ball, every girl gushing about the outfit they will be wearing, and their date and the romantic way they were asked to attend the dance, the rest of my friends still spend the day trying to convince me that the dance will be epic, that it’s something I will regret if I don’t attend, since I have missed the first 4 years of dances and this is my last dance, it is also my last opportunity to attend a dance, I’m thinking of surprising them and just going
At the end of the day I decide to go back home, my old home. I go on a shopping spree just to take my mind of things, plus to get some things I never thought I’ll actually buy.