Hey! This is a three-shot, drabble fic. Odd, right? Haha well I had to write it down! This whole thing is half true by the way! I wrote it a LOOOOONG time ago. So, if there are mistakes, that's because I've grown since then. lol Hope you like it! Here's Chapter One! –E
I never knew that a homecoming dance could be this… boring. I had just gotten my hair done and was so excited to come! I put on a beautiful dress (Which, coincidently, was being worn by another girl that night, as well), changed my earrings, did my make-up, and waltzed out the door. I loved spending time at dances with my friends. I'm sort of a party girl. I like to glam up. Anyway, back on the important subject. What was it again? Oh yeah, boredom. None of my friends were even here except for two that I really don't hang out with a lot. I knew my best friend, Sarah, was busy scaring people at "Haunted Valley High" right next door in our theater. I had to admit. That sounded better than this right about now. But I, at least, expected to see someone, but apparently not. So, here I sit, sitting in the half of the gym with snacks and semi peace and quiet. Trust me; I would definitely be in the dance room right now. The only problem was that I hate rap. I hate it. Plus, I didn't feel like watching a whole bunch of teenagers grind against each other. It was like a giant teen orgy. Gross. So, I sit in here, waiting for an actual SONG to come on (One with actual singing), drinking water.
And then I saw him. I'd never really noticed him before. Well, that's not true. I have. But it was so long ago. It must have been eight years since we last spoke. Since then, he's always been "that guy I used to know." I would always just walk right past him without a second look, but now? I don't know what triggered this but something felt different. I usually knew better than to fall for high school football players. It was always too cliché for me. He was sort of handsome, a couple inches taller than me, and had dark brown hair. And his name… Fabian Rutter.
He turned around and I quickly turned my head. I swore he looked at me for a quick second. I'm probably wrong. No one has ever looked at me, Nina Martin. The brainy, geeky girl that spends her alone time watching Star Wars marathons on SPIKE. Who would find that attractive? Not a lot of people. It's not that I don't think I'm pretty. I do. I just prefer not to sound conceited. If someone doesn't like my personality, then they'll just have to kiss my ass. But that still doesn't change the fact that no one looks at me like that. Maybe, someday, someone will. But until then, I'll just make sure that my dream of going to college stays well fed by keeping up with my school work.
"Hey, Nina." I turned and saw Alfie and Amber walking towards me. "The song's changed. 'Moves Like Jagger" is on."
"Finally! I was wondering when they were going to put that on!" I jumped up and walked over to the other room, walking past Jake on my way there. I tried to ignore it and kept going. Once in the dance room, Alfie, Amber, and I ran to the dance floor. No boy was going to ruin my night. At least, I hoped that was the case…
That's Chapter 1! Short, I know. But hey, it's a three-shot drabble fic. What do you expect? Anyways, stay tuned for Chapter 2! I'll probably write it after I come home from Fashion Club and when I'm done with my Family Tree project for French. Yes, I made my own Winter Formal dress! It's light blue with white, see-through, sparkly fabric overlaying that blue! I was so excited! Thank Goodness, it didn't eat my fabric like last time… *shudders* Haha anyways, I'll write Chapter 2 soon! Love ya! -E