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Chapter III

I was trying and failing to get my fingers to cooperate. I was too nervous about taking Kelly to Prom that I can't even tie my neck tie in the right position. When I finally gave up, I flung it across my room. My mom went inside my room and sat down next to me, "Evan, I'm happy that you'll be taking Kelly to Prom this year." Remember when I told you that adults really liked her, well, my mother was one of them. But like me and my friends say, "One Kelly Blank is one too many already…" But I didn't say that exactly. Because if I did, my mother would probably roast me alive, and that's just from her, think about what the other adults would do to me if they ever heard me say that. Though I wasn't really thrilled to take Kelly to Prom, I'm happy that she said yes. But don't ask me why.

Reverend Blank is a fifty something minister in our small town. He always believed in the path to righteousness. Like his daughter, Kelly, he loved to help other people. But when Kelly told me that her father doesn't like me, I felt nauseated. Plus, I'd have to pick her up on the way to school, which means her father would be there and that really didn't do me any good. I was shocked that Reverend Blank didn't say much as we waited for Kelly to come down the stairs. Though from his looks at me, I knew well enough that what Kelly had told me was true, that her father doesn't like me…goodie…

When she came down the stairs, my jaw dropped a little. Gone was the white jacket, gone was the old dresses, and gone was the tight pony tail. In her place, a young woman wearing a powder blue gown (Which I knew she made by herself considering that she's part of the sewing club.) She was wearing a light makeup to bring out the softness of her features.

As we entered the gym, I saw the look on Kelly's eyes. Only one thing was shown, astonishment. "Do you like it here?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled. "I love it." We danced to numerous songs when Kelly looked a little pale. I asked if she was okay and she just nodded. We began to talk about random things when I asked something a little all over the line. "What's with you and your bible?"

Kelly smiled at me. "If you think that it's because I'm the ministers' daughter, then you're wrong," She paused, looking deep into my eyes. "I read the bible, because, like I said, no one talks to me." She said. I shook my head. "I'm talking to you right now." I said.

"Yeah, but I know that you only asked me because there is no one within your rankings matched, am I right?"

Those curveballs she throws…damn it…

"Well," I trailed off.

Kelly nodded and began to smile. "It's okay, I wanted to go anyway." She said. "Thanks again for asking me." She told me. I smiled nervously, feeling dejected. "You really made me happy…even for the last few months of—" She had this look in her eyes which made me choke up. "What do you mean?" I asked her.

She shook her head, I could tell that she still doesn't trust me in that kind of way, and I was okay with it. "Ignore what I just said." She told me with a genuine smile. I grinned at her. "So, what do you plan to do after graduating?" I asked her.

"Hmm, I knew you'd ask number three."

I was caught off guard by what she had said. "What's with the freaking numbers?" I asked her; chuckling. "I already told you remember?" She said. "It's a to-do list I have except for my life."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Get into Peace Corps." She looked at me. "Get a tattoo, help other people even more."

I looked at her. "What's number one?" I asked. Drinking my punch, to quench my thirst, I sighed and waited for her answer. She smiled and nodded at me. I was confused.

"I'd tell you but, then, I'd have to kill you." She said trying to look serious. I chuckled, like I said, she had a wicked sense of humor.

"No, I'm serious." I told her. She seemed to have this far off gaze about her. She smiled at me, as if will be able to fulfill her dreams. "Don't laugh okay?" She said.

"I won't"

"I want to get married." She said simply. I smiled at her. I took her hand in mine. She smiled again and her cheeks had this red tinge. "That is a great dream," I told her. She smiled and leaned her head on my shoulder. "I hope you will be able to help me fulfill it…"

The next day, Sunday, Kelly and I went for a drive to see the arc of St. Louis. It was Kelly's first time to see the arc. "Wow," She said, looking around. "It's so beautiful here." The sky had no show of clouds so it's a really great day.

"It's not the only beautiful thing here." I said. She didn't seem to notice my compliment. I sighed heavily. After that, we went to eat some ice cream. I'd been bugging to ask her a question. Why you ask? Because after prom, she definitely went back to her old usual self again—white sweater, hair in a tight pony tail, and I was enamored—she had the opportunity to be regarded as popular—beautiful in fact but she let it slip away in just a snap. She laughed when I asked her this question.

"I already told you, remember?" She smiled at me. "My hair is my hair; I wear this sweater because it's comfortable."

I nodded. She smiled again. "Evan, can I ask you a question?" She said. I smiled at her.

I said. "You already did."

"Okay, can I ask another one?" She said again.

"You did."

She laughed. "I'm serious." I nodded. "Okay, is it okay if I asked you to walk me home after school tomorrow?" She asked. I nodded.

"…okay…."

And we did just that. I was walking her home. My friends said that my reputation will be ruined if I continued to walk Kelly home. But…I promised her, and I don't like breaking promises. "You're friends don't like me very much, huh?" She said.

I shrugged. "What made you think that?" I asked.

"I saw the way they looked at me." She said. "And the way you looked at me."

"I don't get it." I said.

"Maybe, you shouldn't walk me home." She said. Now I know that my friends think of her a s a weirdo but I never did…oh okay, you caught, yeah I did too, but that was the past.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because if you continue doing so, your reputation will be ruined," She paused; this seemed to be hard to do for her. "And I don't want to be the reason why." She said.

I shook my head. Suddenly, I felt like berating her. "You know what?" I paused. "You're right. I don't care about you. You keep acting like we're friends but we're not. I shouldn't even have asked you to the Prom because you're a major buzz kill. And you know what else? I don't like you…none of the kids in school don't like you because you are from another planet and I wish that I never agreed to walk you home."

She lowered her head. I slowly stalked away, feeling my throat tighten.

The next day in school, I saw Kelly sitting alone. My friend, Eric dragged me away. Because I asked him to do so if he ever saw me staring at her, I guess my friendship with Kelly was over…or I thought it would be.

End of Chapter

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