As I stepped out into this fairytale scene, I tried to awaken myself. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening to me, to little ol’ me.
A girl who didn’t go to prom but it sure felt like it. A girl who didn’t think she would ever make it this far to see how these events actually take place.
As I sat in this unknown big car with horrible leather seats my step mom tells me it’s time to go out and mingle. I could feel my throat choke, my face felt hot, and dear baby jesus I could feel sweat which was not good. I couldn’t afford to be embarrassed by sweat marks on such a gorgeous gown.
As the door flew open, I went mute; I had no voice but at least the little bit of confidence I took with me stood out as I stepped onto this “red carpet’.
I felt like Princess Jasmine from Aladdin since the gown was inspired by the character. I swept gracefully and acted like I knew where I was going and who I wanted to go talk to. Everyone greeted me and I had a few blank stare glares, of course I’m just some girl no big star but whatever. I just really but really wanted to go sit down, ha-ha.
As I was finally directed where to go, I stopped and couldn’t believe who I was seeing. There just a few (well maybe more than a few) people in front of me, was the one guy every tween Latina infatuates over. That friend, that could not only be your best friend but the “one”, ha-ha. I felt all tweeny and lord did the butterflies flutter as he stopped and stared at me.
I could go on for hours at how he stared at me and how good looking he really is in person. Not as tall as that friend, I once knew but oh goodness. I smiled, held that dose of small confidence and proceeded to walk past him. All his friends that he was with and yes that blonde little fella, were all staring at me.
I decided to turn around and play a fair game by smiling to let him know I was equally interested. As a result, I don’t remember the exact feeling but I believe I went numb and for the most part mute.
“Hello, where are you headed to?”, he said to me.
Ah, I will never forget this day…