Well. Maybe not, considering, this is only the actual asking of prom. And not prom night itself. So, I still have ONE amazing night ahead!
Okay. I'll get down to it. I just got asked to prom. Now, I know this isn't like, a huge glorifying major moment in life....but for me, it is a big first. Sort of. (My writing gets so choppy when I'm giddy and tired and excited. Like right now. haha. sorry!) I have never been asked to a dance before as more than "just friends". In fact....I've never had a boyfriend. I've dated, sure...but the whole label thing? Yeah. Not so much.
So this is EXTREMELY exciting for me! I feel like I'm fifteen again instead of...almost 18. Experiencing all this for the first time.
It was kind of an insane week what with the entire school (well. my friends at least!) knowing his plan and keeping me in the dark. Virtually every time I switched classes and walked down the halls with him, we got giggled at. Every time! And not knowing what was happening or going to happen was insaneee! I am sometimes not so patient :)
Tonight, after my soccer game, he texted me and asked to hang out. You know. The usual. He bought me coffee and we watched the sunset (or...darkness getting darker...and darker) from the top of the world (see picture on my blog! "corner of the universe") in the back of his pickup (i love boys with trucks). I had an early early early curfew...so we said goodnight in a parking lot and he drove me home. But not before writing "ZAP: midnight" on the back of my hand and something on the inside!
So. Two hours later...it was midnight. And I looked at the inside of my hand which said: At that PRECISE moment, I heard Taylor Swift's you belong with me blasting from outside my window. So I sprinted to the door in my boxers and pj's and saw....this... I was.....speechless. I just...wow. To think that after months of pining and years of hopelessly waiting for some guy to take my breath away... yeah. It happened. When I least expected it and when I thought all hope was lost for me to have something like this at this age. In case you can't really tell, there are 5 people lined up each with a tee shirt on that has a glow stick letter taped to it spelling...Prom :) and the amazing darling is at the end. Yep. There you go :) I ran into his arms (after un-glueing my feet from my front porch) squealing. And said: absolutely. One of these days...I'll do a post telling our entire story. Probably after the big prom night:) (I really don't want this to be a blog just on my relationship. And it's not going to be. Ever. It's just...an exciting time in my life and I want to document it. As it happens. So I can look back on this when I'm 60 and remember being 17 and feeling alive) p.s. the song? Boys with girlfriends. meiko. Sometimes, you do get the boy with the girlfriend. Sometimes, they do see that you belong with them.