: Me:
SOOOOOOOOOOOOO Sorry that it has been months since I've updated. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO much stuff has gone on I haven't had the time to type any.
I hope that the next chapters make up for the time lapse……
: Anyways, on with the next chapter:
Although I knew little to nothing about the events between Mrs. Adams and the band directors, I did know that band banquet was soon. I was never one to be 'in' on the fashion and paying over thirty or so dollars for a pair of jeans, much less paying rough 150 dollars on a dress and wearing it only once. I only paid the thirty dollars for the pair of jeans because that's the only thing I live in. So when we – I invited Mel to the band banquet - went shopping for dresses to wear to band banquet, I refused to spend over fifty dollars for a dress that I'd wear only once. After much arguing and admitting that there was absolutely no way I would fit into the size four dress – much to my dislike – I settled on a black dress with pink rhinestones bordering it, at a wonderful low price of forty-five dollars. I was set, while Mel bought a black sequin dress with a peacock blue slip at forty bucks.
Days rolled by quickly as the band banquet approached faster then ever until the night finally arrived. The plan was to spend the night at Colleen's house, get ready all day – which I found rather hard, not being one for makeup or anything along those terms -, then leave for banquet. The plan actually worked, for once, fighting only once when Mel had to on me while Colleen put the makeup on me. We arrived on time, quickly taking seat among our friends before dinner. After small talk and dinner, they opened up the dance floor and began to play music ranging from 'Green Day' to 'The Chicken Dance' – which our band had WAY too much fun with.
The band directors let you bring one extra person for sixteen dollars – band members got in free -, and I brought Mel. Erik brought his crush, Bethany, while the whole time she flirted with some other person.
They were serving pina coladas– alcohol free of course - and Erik kept going back and getting more after he finished each cup. Not having much interest in the drink, Erik nearly spilt some on me from trying to get me to take a sip of his. Eventually giving into his pleas, I took a sip instantly enjoying the sweet concoction on my tongue as I hesitantly gave it back to him. Once he walked onto the dance floor, I began to sip on his drink until it was drained. Grinning, I stared at the empty cup, I playing my innocent self when he returned to his seat. After much blaming 'innocent me' for drinking his drink, I finally convinced him that he finished it before he danced then urging him to go get us both drinks.
I danced here and there to fast songs, leaving the floor to every slow song – falling into a temporary depression each time as I watched most of my friends dance with the opposite gender – My eyes couldn't help but fall on Erik approaching almost any girl and asking them to dance – he tried to dance with Bethany, but she refused and nearly slapped him when he literally dragged her onto the dance floor – but never me. I was just considered a friend, one who would be there when he had girl trouble, one who would give him the little advice I knew about love. The one who would nearly break her back saving him from trouble, but NEVER the one he would date. Never… We joked about it some time ago within our group of friends, saying who would date who, and some how my name and Erik's name came up together. Before I could say anything, Erik burst out with "Ya'll are insane, why would I want to date her?" We all laughed it off, although it cut me rather deep. So when I saw him avoid asking me to dance I lived with it, avoiding his eyes if by some chance he looked at me.
Other then that, band banquet was awesome. The seniors got to dance once or twice by themselves, 'being band members' if you know what I mean. We arrived back at Colleens house, shortly after midnight, high on caffine and memories that would last a life time.