I chewed on my favorite polar ice gum as everyone round me danced. The music pounded. I was waiting for my best friend, Caron, to join me. She was flirting with the love of her life: Daniel --she said that Daniel was her soul mate. Sometimes I believe that she just falls in love too fast. As I waited I spotted my other best friend, we were best best since we were two years old. All I did then is stare at him. I couldn't help but notice that he was dressed so perfectly. But it wasn't for me. It was for his date Houlka. She's a foreign student from Russia. He always said that he had something for foreign girls but I was Polish and he didn't even take a second glance at me. I was in love with him. Ever since we stepped into middle school I found him cuter and cuter every day. His blue eyes made me melt like chocolate on a hot biscuit.
He was talking to some of his friends. It was prom night. The red, blue and white balloons flew in the air as Katy Perry pumped up the dance floor with her music.
"Hey!" Caron yelled into my ear.
My elbow slipped off the table and I almost hit my head against it. I turned around and glared at Caron.
"You could come up and say 'hey' more quietly so I wouldn't crack my head open!" I said angrily.
"Well, you didn't." she said.
I rolled my eyes and looked away from her.
"You better be happy that I didn't!" I said.
I looked down at my silver heels. Oh, I bought them when I got my first pay check. I started my job at Marshall's on Monday. Today was why I bought them. It. Was. Prom. They matched my red dress perfectly! It was a sleeveless sort flowing dress. It reminded me of the time when me and Caron played celebrity dress-up for my thirteenth birthday.
I clicked my heels on the floor and stood up from the uncomfortable metal pink chair.
"Where are you going?" Caron recalled.
"To the bathroom," I replied.
My purse hit against my hip as I walked through the crowd. They were dancing to pop music and were not making any room so I could walk through. So I decided to push them away with all my might as I made my way to the double doors. I pushed them open. The quietness of the hallway made me feel relief.
The doors closed as I walked to the bathroom. All the music faded as I walked farther away.
I heard something coming form the janitor's closet. My heels stopped clicking against the tiled floors.
It got louder as I got closer. It was some kind of groaning sound. My stomach flipped from fear as I pushed the door open.
The people that I caught stared at me with wild eyes. No, it couldn't be.
I looked more closer at the people that I caught. The problem was that I just left her in the gym. Caron was making out with someone in the janitor's closet. But I just left her!
I couldn't see the guy 'cause it was dark. My heart started to best faster.
Her red hair was crazy --pointing in many directions.
"Caron!" I freaked out.
She slightly smiled and put her hand on her hip.
The guy came up closer and I saw who it was. My heart sank. Everything in me froze. I couldn't believe it. The dimmed light showed my best friend: Lucas.
I felt my jaw fall open. It was like I couldn't control anything in my body.
"How could you?" I yelled with tears coming out.
"Lucas! How could you just make out with Caron?" I yelled.
Lucas had a shocked face. He was shifting his weight from one foot to the other.
"Caron?" I sobbed.
She looked down at the ground tapping her foot.
I could barely see from the tears that were blurring my vision.
"I can't believe it," I whispered.
I ran away, tearing up. My heart was beating really fast and almost jumped out of my chest. Everything hurt inside of me. I couldn't see, think, feel, smell, or even taste anything but my salty tears, thoughts of anger and sadness, the loss of love. I really felt alone and use less.
My feet could barely walk so I leaned against the blue lockers. I let myself fall to the ground. All my tears ran down my hot cheeks.
Why would he do this to me? But, he didn't know I love him.
I buried my head into my hands and sobbed. Nothing around me was important anymore.
Someone was walking by me. I heard their footsteps get closer.
"Go away," I blurted.
I didn't want anyone to bother me right now. My whole world has crashed.
"Hey, wha's wrong?" I heard Lucas ask.
I looked up and could barely see from all the tears that are running down my face. He stood there, looking blindly at me. The music in the gym got louder and I couldn't see Caron anywhere.
I stood up and wiped my tears with my arm.
"What's wrong?" I asked hesitantly.
He nodded, stepping closer to me.
"You are an idiot Lucas, how could you make out with Caron?" I yelled.
"Why is it bad?" He asked calmly.
"If you guys were planning on being together you could at least tell me!"
I paced back and forth from the locker to him. He didn't seem to notice any problems, the idiot.
That's when I looked up at him and some flashback’s came to me. He looked at me like that only one time; when we were in seventh grade we had this huge fight because he butted into my relationship with Jacob. Jacob was my boyfriend then and I just loved him. Lucas kept on telling me that I was crazy and dating at that time was just too young. That look was disappointment and fear. It had been shown to me only once. But it happened again.
"Okay, you are right. We should have told you," he sighed.
"You think?" I whispered.
My whole body was shaking from the stress. I felt sweat trickling down my neck. He was rubbing his hands together.
"Why are you crying though? You wouldn't be crying for just this little thing, right?" he started to sound a little anxious.
"Of course I would! You are my best friends and you just go around making out in closets!" I yelled.
He came up closer to me and I stepped back looking at him cautiously.
Someone ran out of the gym and passed by us. We looked away from each other and stopped talking.
"Hey Taylor, is everything okay here?" Fran said.
She goes with me to History every day. Fran never stops talking and cares about everyone and everything.
"Yup, just perfect." I lied through my very own teeth.
Her black curls were bouncing as she came to a halt.
"Okey-Dokie!" she ran off down the hall in her purple heels.
There were click noises running down the hall as she went away.
