Flash fiction

Senior prom was approaching faster than we all thought and dates were for the most part predicted. Having no boyfriend, the closest thing to a date would have been my best friend Matt. Matt and I became immediate friends sophomore year as he transferred to my school. He was a hilarious, good-natured guy that everyone fell in love with immediately. Luckily for me, Matt and I made future plans that if we didn’t have prom dates come senior year we would go with each other by default. Since I had no one in mind, Matt was my clear option from the beginning.  Matt however, was of course going to tease me the two months before prom. I would ask him who he was taking and he would list a bunch of random girls out of the blue.  Every time he tormented me with different girls, it felt like I was getting punched in the stomach. This threw my plan way off track…

                I was on the way back from the gym with one of my girlfriends, prom steadily approaching I was trying to get in perfect prom dress shape. We reached my house, with everything normal; grabbing a glass of water, turning on the television. I headed towards my stairs leading to my room only to find Reese’s candy, so happens to be my favorite, in my path. So much for the perfect prom body. As I made my way up the stairs there was a huge tarp of paper leading up the stairs as well, along the wall. As I ran to my room the letters spelled out, “Will you go to prom with me? Love Matt.” At the end of the tarp laid two more giant Reese’s bags and a bouquet of pink roses. I was shocked and so happy. I felt like the load of bricks instantly lifted off my shoulders.

                Prom approached fast and all those Reese’s caught up to me. I was going in for my last fitting  and the Alteration worker told me that I should “fast the next few days.” Thanks, but my prom is tomorrow. Now knowing this information and knowing I will be stressed beyond belief the next day made prom unexciting. The pit of my stomach was now empty and I wasn’t allowed to fill that pit with food for the next 24 hours. Prom day arrived and I was all dolled up, ready to put on my $350 dollar prom gown. I was nearly about to faint from starvation but barely slid into my prom dress. Unfortunately for Matt, prom was a horrible experience given the fact I was a raging bitch. Thank god it was my senior prom and I won’t be doing that again. I pray for my husband-to-be on wedding day.