Prom-Wrecked by T.H. Hernandez

Author:T.H. Hernandez
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Teen, Teen & Young Adult Contemporary Romance eBooks; Teen & Young Adult Dating & Sex Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Coming of Age Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Friendship Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Humorous Fiction; Teen & Young Adult New Experiences Fiction; Friends to Lovers; YA Romance; Young Adult Fiction; Prom; Highschool; Contemporary Young Adult; Friends; Best Friends Reunited; Young Love; High School Band; Coming of Age; Romantic Comedy; YA Romantic Comedy; Entangled Teen; Entangled Romance; Prom Dress; Teen Drama; Action & Adventure; YA Social Issues; United States; Girls & Women; Loners & Outcasts; Music; Social Themes; Dating & Sex; Friendship; self-esteem
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

“Oh wow, this would look amazing on me,” Jessa says, holding up my dress, the gold one that I have my heart set on.

“I don’t know,” I say, “red’s more your color.”

“I know. But I always wear red. This…this is different, unique.”

“I’m planning on getting that one,” I say, knowing she’d never be caught dead in the same dress as someone else at her senior prom.

“I saw it first.” She glances at the tag.

Unlike us, her family struggles to make ends meet. I know the dress is out of her range.

Instead of groaning at the price, though, she asks, “What’s the current tax rate?”

“Five something, I think,” Hannah says.

After a few more seconds, Jessa swings around with the dress in her arms and walks to the checkout desk without even bothering to try it on.

No way. She doesn’t have that kind of money. But she reaches into her purse and pulls out a wad of crumpled cash. Like, actual dollars. No one pays with cash anymore. Ms. Baxter takes the dress and hangs it on the rod before placing it inside a protective black bag. Then she folds it in half and hands it to Jessa, who holds it in her arms, wearing a satisfied smirk.

Ms. Baxter hums around her shop, helping the rest of the cheerleaders select and try on dresses. My eyes scan the store for something else to wear to the dance, but they keep landing on the gold dress. There’s no way Jessa and I can wear the same dress to prom. Or can we? She’s taller, more statuesque than I am, but my coloring is better suited for gold than hers.

It’ll signal the end of our friendship, though. A friendship only in the loosest of terms. Friendship is supposed to be a two-way street, but Jessa is all about Jessa. She’s the one who demanded I cut Riley from our social circle or face ostracism myself.

A blue peacock dress draws my attention. It’s pretty, but not stunning.

“That Riley chick is going to ruin prom. First a barn, now a tent in a field? Really?” Jessa says.

Hannah responds with something I can’t hear.

“Whatever. She’s still a loser. I can’t believe she thought she had the right to sit with us in middle school.”

My shame at dumping Riley is replaced by a smoldering anger. Riley isn’t a loser. By any stretch. What the hell. I grab the gold dress, along with a few others to hide it, and head to the dressing room to try it on. It fits perfectly, except for the length. Something I’m used to. My skin nearly glows against the opulent color.

I poke my head out of the dressing room, and I’m relieved, but not surprised, that Jessa’s gone now that her purchase has been made. Hannah and Natalie are still in the shop, looking at dresses. Burying the gold one beneath the others, I step out and wait for the girls to enter the stalls to try something on.

Natalie glances at my armload, her eyes taking in the blue one on top.

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