Ever After Drake by Keary Taylor

Author:Keary Taylor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, contemporary, keary taylor, new adult

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

I don’t have the money to buy a dress for the dance Saturday. In the end, I go with a bridesmaid dress I wore at a friend’s wedding two years ago. It’s light blue. It has a sweetheart neckline that makes my boobs look bigger than they are. A satin tie wraps around my waist and the skirt flows soft and long to the floor. They had to hem five inches out of it so I didn’t step on it. I put on a pair of white pumps and I’m almost normal height.

This dance is nothing like the girl’s choice dances at my high school. Those we dressed extremely casual, if we even wore dresses. But this? This is as dressed up as any prom. Gowns, tuxedos, the whole nine silky, glittery yards.

But the rest of it is exactly what I expect. Students grinding up on each other, loud music, bad decorations. Refreshments that Principal Riker guards personally. I keep checking the woman’s bathroom to be sure no one is doing unspeakable things in it. Duncan checks the men’s.

And I keep catching him looking at me. It’s not all the time. And he’s not being gross about it.

I feel horrible. He’s sweet, and timid, and shy, and had I not been wrecked by finding perfection two months ago, he might have had a shot at catching my attention.

But I can only smile sadly whenever I catch him looking.

I try very hard not to look at him too often though. It just makes my insides hurt.

Instead, I look for Hannah and find her and the art boy toward the back of the gym. She looks adorable in a light blue dress that has sparkles that fade as they stretch toward the floor. Not that it stretches far. It ends a good four inches from her knees. Contrasting with her very girly dress, she wears black fishnets and black army boots. She’s done her hair in pigtails and curled the ends. I’m proud of her for being herself and not dressing like every other girl here.

Art boy wears slacks and Chucks, and a black shirt and a tie that has some kind of writing on it that I can’t read from this far away.

They hold each other close for the first twenty minutes of the dance. And then I spot him leaning in, and he kisses her.

I realize then why dating is so scary. Because in the end, you basically either end up breaking up, or married. No wonder relationships are so terrifying.

As the end time of eleven o’clock grows closer and closer, more and more students filter out of the gym. I know I’m getting old and uncool when I’m a little nervous thinking what other activities they might be leaving to do. They’ll find other happenings, like drugs, or alcohol, or sex. Not all of them are like that, but plenty of them.

I wouldn’t be here if kids their age didn’t do those kinds of things. I am a result of a hook up.

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