"Mom, I dont understand why I have to do this!" It is march seventeenth, the day of junior prom. My mother, Helen Smith, is making me go with Gregory Johnson. He's the school geek, also known as my moms favorite student.
My mother works at the high school as an english teacher, I have her third period. The most excruciating hour of the day. She calls on me for EVERYTHING, and when I dont answer right away, she says something embarrassing like, "It's okay baby everyone gets nervous."
In front if the entire twenty-five students in my class!
"Because, Alondra, he is a very nice boy. I think you two will-
um, how do you kids say it-hit it on?" My mother has a kind of high-pitched, bell sounding voice, so its very hard to take her seriously when she's mad.
she always tries to use slang and nearly ALWAYS gets it wrong. "Mom, it's 'hit it off' and no we wont!" I said, frustrated. She gave me an icy glare,
but when she spoke in her bell-like voice it took away the threat. "Oh and why not?" She was angry. As her daughter, I could tell. "Because he's a geek! Do you have any idea what this will do to my reputation?" She indifferently started to iron one of my shirts. "Yes i can see it now,"
I mumbled to myself, "Alondra Marie Smith going to prom with Gregory Johnson." Oh! I'll never be able to live this down!
"Sweetheart, give the boy a ch-" Ding-dong! Goodie.
the doorbell. As I was wallowing in my own defeat, I heard the tiny click as the brass door-knob turned. Then the whoosh of air as the large, brown oak door swung inward to admit the guest.
I looked up with a smug expression, expecting to see the dorky sixteen year old in a plaid button-up shirt, khaki pants, and broken glasses I saw everyday in third period. Instead, i saw a gorgeous young man with slicked back dark brown hair, no glasses, shining brown eyes, a black tux,
blue tie, and very shiny black shoes. I was overwhelmed! I was wearing a sleeveless, sparkly blue dress with a swirl-pattern, blue heels, and a shiny blue necklace and earrings.
"Wow!" We both said, in perfect synchronization. One thing i liked about the guy is his voice. It sounds kind of like Taylor Lautners' (my favorite actor). "Wow." I said again. "You clean up nice Gregory!"
He smiled sheepishly, then said, "Thank you. you look, well, beautiful."
He is so sweet! He's really not that bad at all. "Thanks.
Now, shall we get going?" I was in a rush to get away from my mother before she started taing pictures. "Hold on." Gregory said this as if he suddenly remembered something. He started rummaging through his pockets and brought out the most beautiful corsage i'd ever seen! There were a large variety of colors. I saw pink, yellow, white, and even purple flowers!
My mother went ballistic as soon as Gregory pulled it out. "Oh honey, thats beautiful!" She gushed, her eyes sparkling with tears of joy. "Gregory, put it on her, then ill get a picture." No! No pictures!
"Mom." I mumbled angrily. "Dont worry Alondra, it's just one picture."
Gregory slid the beautiful arrangement of flowers onto my wrist, the band felt like it could be silk, then i pulled out one of the flowers and stuck it into the left chest pocket of his jacket. Gregory put his arms around my waist, and I put my hands on his chest. We looked at the camera just in time for my mom to snap the picture. The white light from the flash was blinding.
We stepped out the door and I saw a shimmering black limozine!
I was so happy, I laughed and started forward. "What's so funny?" Gregory asked. "Oh, nothing." I said, still giggling, "I just can't beleive its finally happening! prom!" He opened my door for me, smiling as he did so. The inside of the limo was lined all around with blue lights, going all the way around the perimeter.
Gregory opened a compartment and pulled out two cans of Dr.
Pepper and two wine glasses. "While we have this limo, might as well make the best of it." He handed me one of the wine glasses filled with Dr.
Pepper. "To be honest," I said shyly, "I thought you were a geek until tonight." He was calm when he answered. Indifferent. "Yes I do come off that way dont I?" I didn't know what to say. Why didnt he go to school like this? He would be way more popular. "Why don't you look like this in school?" I asked, looking up. He deliberated for a moment, then, without raising his head, he said "Why should I spend my days, eight in the morning till four in the evening, Monday through Friday living up to everyone elses expectations? Tonight, I got all dressed up like this for you." I understood what he meant. It was very good advice for girls like me who care a little too much what people think.
We arrived at prom, took our picture, and went to socialize. About and hour after we arrived, I heard the notes to the most beautiful song. It was "I'll Be" by Edwin McCain. "I love this song!" I said, "We have to dance." Gregory took my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. He put his arms around my waist, and i put my arms around his neck.
We danced for a couple moments, then his facial expression changed. "Alondra, can i tell you something?" I felt my stomach drop to the floor. "Oh no. Please tell me your not falling in love with me." I said, desperately hoping he wasn't. "No, i was just going to say that if you dont want to be here with me, you can go dance with someone else."
His words made me think he could read minds. "How did you know i didn't wanna be here with you?" I asked him, now sounding very guilty. "I can tell by the way you look at me." With that last word, he weaved out of my arms and walked away. Leaving me standing in the of the dance floor, alone. The next thing i knew, a gorgeous boy walked up to me and asked me to dance. I was confused, but i accepted. I noticed he was wearing gloves and a turtle-neck, which was odd considering its the middle of spring.
"What is your name?" I asked, with barely enough breath to manage even that. "Jason." He replied, plain and simple. "My name is Alondra Smith." I told him, even though he didnt ask. That was Rude.
He smiled a beautiful, breathtaking smile, and then said "It is very nice to meet you, Alondra." When the song was over, another slow song that i didn't know had begun.
I started to walk away, but Jason grabbed my arm to stop me.
"This is a beautiful song." He said with a smile. "One more dance?" i began to wrap my arms around his neck again, but Jason stopped me.
He put my left hand on his shoulder, his right hand on the small of my back, and then he took my righ hand in his left. He lifted me up so I was standing on his shoes, and we danced, around and around and around. By the time the song was over, even my head was spinning. I had to sit down.
So we sat down to rest and get to know eachother. He began asking me questions almost right away. "What are your parents like?" He sounded genuinely curious. "My mother works as an English techer at this school...and my father died when I was three." I choked on that last part.
"I'm very sorry." His smile faded, we sat silently, for a moment.
I broke the silence. "Why did you come to me?" I was truly interested, but mostly I just wanted to hear his smooth voice again.
"Out of all the other lonely girls, why me?" Something flickered across his face that i didnt catch. Confusion maybe? "Well," He began, "I have a very strong, very strange, unfamiliar attraction to you. Besides, you, by far, are the most beautiful." As he said this, I could feel myself blushing.
Partly because it was very sweet, but mostly because his voice made it sound like a song.
His voice was sof, like feathers or clouds, but also sweet, like strawberries or chocolate. Jason launched into his life story. He was telling me every detail I needed to know about him. All the while I studied his face, painting pictures in my mind. His hair was a dirty-blonde color, and it was long. Jasons' hair was down, framing his face. His eyes were a beautiful, peircing blue. His lips, oh his lips were perfectly rounded like the petals of a fresh rose. Needless to say, he was flawless.
"Well I guess it's time I take you home." Jason said suddenly.
"What? why?" I was alarmed. Maybe he saw me staring at him! Oh no...I messed up! "The prom is over" He said with a smile on his face, and in his eyes, "We are the last two here." I looked around, and then sighed with releif, so it wasn't me. "Okay. Take me home." I said in a carefully steady voice.
When we got to my house, I stepped out of his blue Mercedes Benz, and said goodnight. I turned to walk away, but then i thought of something.
"Will I see you in school tomorrow?" I asked him. "Most likely." Was all he said before he drove off. This would definitely be a prom i would never forget.