Will You Go To Prom With Me?

In April 2000, I asked a boy to my senior prom. He said yes. Oh man, he was hot, and a little bit of a bad boy. I was excited to have people see me with this guy. They'd think I was a hot little piece of ass, to be seen with this guy at prom.

They never got the chance. Two days before prom, I was told by the office that my prom date was not allowed at prom. Apparently he was a little too much of a bad boy. I found a stand-in date, but he didn't seem to want to be there with me. No dancing, no pictures, no nothing except sitting at the table. And I'm convinced he was checking out all the guys. Sigh. 

Now, 13 years later, I'm dating a high school teacher who just happened to be a leader for the planning and running of prom this year. He asked me to prom. I said yes! I volunteered to be a chaperone. 

It was a fun night. Things haven't changed much since my own prom, except the kids danced more now than I remember them dancing at my prom. I didn't get to spend much time with my honey, and we didn't get the dance he promised me (we were both busy with our duties), but we did steal a moment during a song that means something special to us, and we got a pic in the photo booth. 

Gosh, I really love that man. So handsome. <3<3