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When last we spoke I had just finish dancing with a new girl
at school who from a distance seemed to have no style at all.
Out of mercy I invited her out on the floor without looking
at her directly. I just reached out to her, and she took my hand. At the end of
the dance I decided to take a good look at her for I reasoned, “How bad can she
be?”
When she raised her face up I realized that she actually had
some potential. As I thought on her it just came to me that she was very firm
and underneath those baggy clothes she was very shapely. I hadn't thought about
this while dancing but now things came into focus.
“Maybe she wasn't as bad as I thought.” I concluded. We danced to several different rhythms and
kinds of dances for she knew them all. In fact we danced until the music
stopped and they started to turn the lights out.
I asked her if I could walk her home and she said no,
someone was picking her up. I asked her who it was, and she said my dad, as a
big car pulled up and she got in and away they went. I looked for her at school
the next day but never found her since our school was quite large. Toward the
end of the week I saw her again and notice she looked a little different and
then I realized it was her clothes, she didn't have the baggy dress on. Her
hair was the same and she still wore those black horn rimmed glasses and
something I hadn't notice was she had braces but overall she looked different. Her clothes were form fitting and I could see
why she felt so firm as we danced.
Then it was my turn to feel inferior to her. After I got over those inadequate feelings I
asked if we could do something together sometime and she said, “Maybe so.” For me that was a big step up and I tried to
think of something that would be fun.
A
couple of days later I asked her to go to the movies, and she said okay. In the excitement I had forgotten something
very important, and that was we would have to ride the bus. Most of the guys my
age either had a car or could borrow one. After explaining my predicament she
suggested that she meet me at the movie and she would have a ride home. We saw
each other often after that mostly doing things like walking or studying in the
library but at least we saw a lot of each other.
The senior prom was coming up shortly and I wanted to ask
her to go with me. Usually I had no interest in these things but I strongly
wanted to go to this one. I started to ask her several times but got cold feet
and didn't.
Prom night was getting
closer so I finally got enough nerve to ask her if she would go with me and
waited for an answer. Finally after some time she said; “I thought you would
never ask.” Then she said okay, she had several other offers but waited to see
if I would ask.
I had much to do. Rent a suit, arrange for a car and driver,
prom tickets, corsage and get a haircut among other things. I never noticed but
she had let her hair grow out some and her bangs were now pulled to each side.
To be Continued
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