Today was the say, and I was so nervous.
Everyone had kept telling me all day how they were sure I was going to win.
At lunch I told everyone I was scared.
"Taylor, whatever happens happens. If you win great; if you don't we'll be there for you," Jackson said.
"I know guys, and that's great. I just wish everyone would stop talking about it because it is driving me crazy!"
"Ok new topic, what is everyone wearing tomorrow?" Mel asked. "My dress is strapless and light purple. It's kind of plain, but I love it."
"I'm wearing black pants, a black shirt, and a silver tie," Jackson said.
"My dress is black with sparkles everywhere," Daley said.
"I'm wearing khaki pants and a blue shirt," Eric said.
"Black pants, a white shirt, and a red tie," said Nathan.
"My dress is pink, like Barbie pink, and it's got sparkles everywhere. I love it," I said.
"I'm sure everyone will look great," Mel said with a smile.
"Hey guys, I have to go get ready and everything. Promise me you guys will sit close to the front? I want to make sure I can see you guys,"
"Promise, we wouldn't be anywhere else," Eric said.
I love my friends, I thought to myself.
The time had come, and everyone was in the gym.
A football player escorted me up to the stage, and everyone started to cheer.
I was up on stage, and I could see the crew right in the front row. They all smiled at me and waved. Eric even made a sign that said "Taylor is my queen." What does that mean? Oh boys are so confusing.
Nikki sat next to me, and she leaned over and said, "You're never going to win. You do know that right? I mean if you would have stuck with us, then you would have had a chance, but now that you hang with the loser crew, there is no way in hell."
"If I don't win, it will be fine because I hang with that loser crew. I know they will be there for me if I win and if I don't, and it doesn't matter to them if I'm queen. That's what real friends do. Can you honestly say that your friends will still care if you don't win?"
Nikki was silent. "That's what I thought," I said confidently.
Just then they announced the winner, "And this year's homecoming queen is…Nicole Woods,"
Nikki stood up, and gave me a dirty look. I tried to smile and act tough, but inside I was heart broken.
Once the assembly was over, the gang ran over to me and embraced me in a huge hug.
We all decided to go get some ice cream to get my mind off things. How did I ever get so lucky.
