Chapter 5 – The
The dance was a typical high school dance. Gibby had somehow lost his shirt within five minutes of arriving. Ryan was so busy high fiving his football buddies that Carly decided to go find a table to sit at. Sam left Gibby on the dance floor to see what was bothering her friend.
"So…you want to dance with me and Gibby?" she asked.
"No, I'm okay here." Carly answered in little more than a whisper.
"Listen, Carly. It's not your fault Ryan asked you before Freddie. I mean, come on, you're here with the starting quarterback…try to act at least a little excited." Sam implored.
"I know. I just hate that Freddie is missing prom." She said with a tear forming in her eye. Then Ryan came up and pulled Carly towards a group of football players. He wanted to show off his date to his teammates.
Sam knew what she had to do. She stood up and headed for the exit. Gibby was busy leading the train around the dance floor, so she knew he would be okay without her for a while.