David was sitting on Liz's bed, waiting for her to come back
in. They were three weeks away from graduation and two weeks away from
prom and Liz was dead set on showing him her clothes for each event. He
had just seen her graduation outfit, a white skirt and white top, nothing
special especially considering that all of the other girls would be wearing
the same thing. He sighed and leaned back on her bed staring up at the
ceiling and throwing his hacky sack up and down. It was strange thinking
how far they had come in the four years of high school. The three of them,
Liz, Miranda and himself were now popular and even though they had stayed
friends they had each become popular of their own devices, him by
discovering a talent for football, Mira was now the school's resident
theatre diva and Liz was not only head cheerleader but also another theatre
diva. As he thought about how far they had come, Liz then poked her head in
her room.
"Gordo? You ready?" Liz asked using David's childhood nickname.
"Yeah I'm ready Lizzie," David said, using her's as he propped himself up on his elbows. Liz walked in as she stuck her tongue out at him; she was wearing her prom dress. It was a light pink tulle ball skirt with a light pink liner, the top was the same pink but it was a silky material, it was made in almost a corset style, it had spaghetti straps and as she spun he saw the back which laced up. She smiled at him over her shoulder.
"So what do you think?" She said turning to face him.
"Wow, Liz you look. Wow!" he said smiling at her.
"Why thank you! Do you think Ethan will like it?"
"Yeah of course, but why does that matter?" he said blanking out for a minute.
"Funny David! Have you not been paying attention in the past six months? Ethan Craft, you know my boyfriend, asked me to the prom last week and I said yes."
"Right, I just, momentarily forgot."
"Okay, but now we have another project."
"What's that?"
"Finding you a date."
"I don't need a date Elizabeth, I can go by myself. It's not a big deal."
"No David, I will not let you be the fifth wheel on prom night. If I do nothing else before prom, I will find you a date."
"Gordo? You ready?" Liz asked using David's childhood nickname.
"Yeah I'm ready Lizzie," David said, using her's as he propped himself up on his elbows. Liz walked in as she stuck her tongue out at him; she was wearing her prom dress. It was a light pink tulle ball skirt with a light pink liner, the top was the same pink but it was a silky material, it was made in almost a corset style, it had spaghetti straps and as she spun he saw the back which laced up. She smiled at him over her shoulder.
"So what do you think?" She said turning to face him.
"Wow, Liz you look. Wow!" he said smiling at her.
"Why thank you! Do you think Ethan will like it?"
"Yeah of course, but why does that matter?" he said blanking out for a minute.
"Funny David! Have you not been paying attention in the past six months? Ethan Craft, you know my boyfriend, asked me to the prom last week and I said yes."
"Right, I just, momentarily forgot."
"Okay, but now we have another project."
"What's that?"
"Finding you a date."
"I don't need a date Elizabeth, I can go by myself. It's not a big deal."
"No David, I will not let you be the fifth wheel on prom night. If I do nothing else before prom, I will find you a date."
