Spring formal is fast approaching. It's tomorrow, and I'm excited. Excited to see Caryn, excited to flaunt my outfit (honestly straight outta Baz Lurhmann's imagination), excited to commune with Nate, who is my escort.
This is what I was thinking last night---all the stuff about sex on prom night? Is implausible. Think about it. You've got the complicated clothing. Maybe a body shaper. Your hair's done, your makeup's nice. Are you really gonna wanna mess that up? Plus the fake fingernails...hello! Claw marks, anyone? Plus, if you go to my school, you have to be accounted for every freaking second of every moment, so sneaking off to a hotel room might not be the easiest thing to do.
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- christine
- Author, actress, musician, hopeless romantic, somewhat obsessive compulsive, and at times insane
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