and then he’d walk away.
I found myself becoming jealous of the way Matt seemed to bond to him. They acted like brothers while I stayed almost ignored in the background.
“Do you have plans in a couple of weeks, say on a Saturday?” Matt was using the free weights while Scott was helping me adjust the leg weight machine.
“Probably not. Why?” I didn’t even know what I was doing next weekend much less in a couple of weeks.
He smiled his big goofy smile. “Do you want to go to prom with me?”
Scott rolled his eyes at him. I just smiled because he looked so cute asking me even though it wasn’t very romantic. “Sure,” I replied trying not to look at Scott.
He pouted. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I know it’s coming up fast.”
“I would love to go. Thank you for asking.” Matt walked up to me and gave me a kiss. I felt uncomfortable every time he kissed me in front of Scott. Thinking about Scott so often and not wanting him to see us kiss made me feel so incredibly guilty.
Scott finished adjusting the machine and just walked off. I looked at Matt who didn’t seem to notice. “Is he okay?”
“Yeah, I’m sure he just has other things to do. Hurry up and finish your legs so we can start on cardio.”
Scott seemed somewhat moody but he had never been rude before. I wonder if I did something wrong?
~ *~
I dragged Kat out to go prom dress shopping with me. We could both be going as juniors but there was no convincing Kat.
“I can't believe you’re ditching out on prom,” I whined. Honestly, if this wasn't Matt's senior prom, I wouldn't be going either. Kat sat in one of the big, comfy chairs next to the large mirror. I had tried a couple other stores but couldn't find anything, so I figured I would give bridesmaid dresses a shot. Future brides lined up along the floor-to-ceiling mirrors trying on dresses.
“Walt doesn’t have a date yet,” I said.
“Look, I know Matt is friends with Walt and I didn’t want to say anything, but he gives me the heebie-jeebies,” she replied.
“Okay. I’ll stop bringing him up. I don’t really pay attention to him, anyways.”
Walking out of the dressing room, trying on my fourth dress, I saw Kat's expression and knew this was the one. Her mouth formed an “O” and her head tilted from side to side looking at me from different angles.
“Holy hell, Alissa! You look amazing!” She stood up and twirled me around. The dark red dress was sleeveless and looked perfect against my black hair. The top had material crisscrossing across the bust and then tied around the back. The rest of the material just flowed down to my knees. It was so soft against my skin, I wanted to keep twirling around.
“This is definitely the one.” I couldn't stop looking at myself in the mirror. I hoped Matt would think it was fabulous, too.
“Alissa? Wow, you look amazing!” I turned to my right and saw a girl who went to our high school, but I couldn't remember her name.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Mary,” she said with a smile.
“Thank you. This is a great dress,” I said running my hands down the soft material. I heard some laughing from behind me. A small group of girls from school came walking towards us.
“Great dress, Alissa,” one of the girls said.
“Hey, Mary, shouldn't you be shopping at the plus-size store?” one of the girls asked, laughing with the rest of them.
I looked back at Mary. She turned red in embarrassment. I couldn't keep my mouth shut or my anger suppressed any more.
“Being that you're all bitches, maybe you should go shop at the pet store.” I crossed my arms and stood there unfazed as they shot daggers at me with their eyes.
The sales woman approached and stood in front of me. I couldn't tell if she was worried about the dress getting hurt if one of them attacked me or if she thought I needed back up.
“Ladies, I don't like my customers being insulted and would appreciate it if you would
I found myself becoming jealous of the way Matt seemed to bond to him. They acted like brothers while I stayed almost ignored in the background.
“Do you have plans in a couple of weeks, say on a Saturday?” Matt was using the free weights while Scott was helping me adjust the leg weight machine.
“Probably not. Why?” I didn’t even know what I was doing next weekend much less in a couple of weeks.
He smiled his big goofy smile. “Do you want to go to prom with me?”
Scott rolled his eyes at him. I just smiled because he looked so cute asking me even though it wasn’t very romantic. “Sure,” I replied trying not to look at Scott.
He pouted. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I know it’s coming up fast.”
“I would love to go. Thank you for asking.” Matt walked up to me and gave me a kiss. I felt uncomfortable every time he kissed me in front of Scott. Thinking about Scott so often and not wanting him to see us kiss made me feel so incredibly guilty.
Scott finished adjusting the machine and just walked off. I looked at Matt who didn’t seem to notice. “Is he okay?”
“Yeah, I’m sure he just has other things to do. Hurry up and finish your legs so we can start on cardio.”
Scott seemed somewhat moody but he had never been rude before. I wonder if I did something wrong?
~ *~
I dragged Kat out to go prom dress shopping with me. We could both be going as juniors but there was no convincing Kat.
“I can't believe you’re ditching out on prom,” I whined. Honestly, if this wasn't Matt's senior prom, I wouldn't be going either. Kat sat in one of the big, comfy chairs next to the large mirror. I had tried a couple other stores but couldn't find anything, so I figured I would give bridesmaid dresses a shot. Future brides lined up along the floor-to-ceiling mirrors trying on dresses.
“Walt doesn’t have a date yet,” I said.
“Look, I know Matt is friends with Walt and I didn’t want to say anything, but he gives me the heebie-jeebies,” she replied.
“Okay. I’ll stop bringing him up. I don’t really pay attention to him, anyways.”
Walking out of the dressing room, trying on my fourth dress, I saw Kat's expression and knew this was the one. Her mouth formed an “O” and her head tilted from side to side looking at me from different angles.
“Holy hell, Alissa! You look amazing!” She stood up and twirled me around. The dark red dress was sleeveless and looked perfect against my black hair. The top had material crisscrossing across the bust and then tied around the back. The rest of the material just flowed down to my knees. It was so soft against my skin, I wanted to keep twirling around.
“This is definitely the one.” I couldn't stop looking at myself in the mirror. I hoped Matt would think it was fabulous, too.
“Alissa? Wow, you look amazing!” I turned to my right and saw a girl who went to our high school, but I couldn't remember her name.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Mary,” she said with a smile.
“Thank you. This is a great dress,” I said running my hands down the soft material. I heard some laughing from behind me. A small group of girls from school came walking towards us.
“Great dress, Alissa,” one of the girls said.
“Hey, Mary, shouldn't you be shopping at the plus-size store?” one of the girls asked, laughing with the rest of them.
I looked back at Mary. She turned red in embarrassment. I couldn't keep my mouth shut or my anger suppressed any more.
“Being that you're all bitches, maybe you should go shop at the pet store.” I crossed my arms and stood there unfazed as they shot daggers at me with their eyes.
The sales woman approached and stood in front of me. I couldn't tell if she was worried about the dress getting hurt if one of them attacked me or if she thought I needed back up.
“Ladies, I don't like my customers being insulted and would appreciate it if you would
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