42 : 5/30/16 - monday

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jules

   im sitting in history even before the bell rings. its only fourth period, and i want to fling myself out the window. oh well.

   the girl in the seat in front of me turns around excitedly, "are you going to prom? who's your date?"

   "im not going, because i don't have a date," i said sympathetically.

   most of the sympathy was for me.

   her smile faded, "oh. you know what? join me, and my friends, we're all going as a group. come on it'll be fun!"

   "keep this between us, but i don't wanna see my ex, or somebody else in mind," i responded.

   "show them what they're missing then!" she exclaimed.

   "um yeah alright. im sorry i didn't get your name though," i reminded her.

   "grace."

   "julia," i reply.

   soon, the teacher writes the lesson in the board, and we focus our attention to the front.

   i had a bad feeling about going to prom with a group of girls i don't even know. even worse, sam will most likely be there, and if ben goes, that just means he found someone better, and couldn't bear to tell me to my face. i have four days to prepare.

𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙩, sam wilkinson  ✓Where stories live. Discover now