One week until prom.
And I no longer have a date.
Wait.
We never said that.
I should tell him.
I grab my phone and open messages.
I'm definatley not talking to him.
I find Four's number and think of what to type.
Tris: Just so it's clear, I'm not going to prom with you. Actually I'm not even going.
It's a little while before he responds.
Four: Ok, but I'm not getting revenge on you anymore.
Tris: Good.
I don't know what else to put so I just send it and put my phone back on it's charger.
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*Tuesday at Lunch*
I sit at my new normal table.
The boys constantly look at us and it's creepy.
Ya we're sexy and we know it.
I make myself laugh.
"So now what do we do about prom?" Christina asks.
"I'm not going, you still can" I say.
"Well I've been thinking about it, and I said yes to the first boy that asked," Christina trails off.
"Are you saying that you've been asked by more people or that you don't want to go with Uriah?" I ask.
"Kinda both" She says.
"Who else asked?" I ask.
"A few boys, and Will"
"My brother's friend?"
"Ya"
"Serious?"
"Uh-ha"
"Cool. Do you like him?" I ask.
"I'm not sure..." She says.
"You do don't you?"
"Ya, I think I might"
"That's awesome!" I say.
"What about Uriah though?" Chris asks.
"Just tell him you can't go, you're going with someone else. You're always honest it should be fine" I say.
"ok" She sighs and walks over to their table.
Chris and Uriah come back.
I stare confused.
"He said it's fine and he'd like to ask someone else." Chris whispers in my ear.
"Oh" I say.
"Hey Marlene" Uriah says.
"Ya?" She says looking up.
"Would you like to go to prom with me?" He asks.
"Sure." She says softly.
"Okay, see you later" He says walking back to his table.
Marlene blushes.
"Awww" All of us say.
"Oh shut up!" Marlene says, covering her face.
We all laugh.
Except Marlene.
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I quickly go to my locker and pack my things.
Christina walks over.
"You know, you should find another date to the prom. Make him jealous" She says.
"What? I don't want to make him jealous. Besides, who would I even go with?" I ask, locking my locker.
"I don't know, tons of boys drool over you, you haven't been asked by ANYONE else?" Chris asks.
"Well... there is one guy." I say.
"No way! I'm not going with him!" I start walking away.
"PLEASE!" Chris begs.
"I'll think about it" I say.
"YAY!" Chris sqeals.
"Ya, whatever" I say walking to my car.
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I lay on my bed, thinking about today.
Should I go to prom?
Should I get another date?
I go through my phone contacts.
Should I?
Should I not?
I press one of the contacts, hovering my finger over call.
I take a deep breath.
I close my eyes, slamming my finger onto the button.
I open my eyes again, making sure it worked.
It did, sadly.
I slowly put the phone to my ear.
It beeps for a few seconds.
"Hello?" I deep voice asks.
"Hey it's Tris" I say.
"Ya, I know, I kept your number." He says.
"Right, well, can you do me a favor?" I ask.
"You'll owe me one" He jokes.
"Ok, but whatever I owe can't involve sex and makeing out or anything like that" I say.
"Fine, what's the favor?" He asks.
"Well, it's a long story, but can you go to prom with me?"
