Before you start reading, you should not that Dex is not my boyfriend. I do not have any, because I choose not to have. Okay, it is not because I chose not to have, but what is the big deal?
I am in my last year of high school I don’t have a boyfriend. I never had. No one has ever as much as asked me out, even a date. I don’t care. Okay, maybe I care a little.
It’s prom in a couple of weeks, and I don’t want to go stag. This is where Dex comes in. I cannot go stag to prom and I cannot not go. So, I am going with him, but I am not going to ask him. It is not as though he even has anyone he is going with. I mean, it was always me and him, for everything.
You are probably wondering who he is. I’ll tell you.
Dex is not my boyfriend. Met him when we were seven at a birthday party of one of our classmates, turned out our parents are friends and we kind of became best of friends from that day. Of course you know how these best friend things work.
Dex is kind of cute, but I never think about it. He is just my hot best friend. The whole girls at school are dying to have him, but me, he is my friend. And I do not mark any territory around him. One girl has even asked me to help her the day she wanted to ask him out by ‘making myself unavailable’. It was easy, I just kind of disappeared the entire day and Dex did not forgive me for bailing on your fruit hunt, he was there all day. He did not even let her get near him. He said her problem was that she uses the word ‘bizarre’.
Yep, you read right. Dex always has problem with all the girls, and one who didn’t have a problem, was an inch too short for him. An inch really!
I did not get to miss the fact that no one ever asked me out because he was always there. And come to think of it, the whole school knows we are just best friends, what keeps them away from me?
Well, I do not care. Okay, maybe a little.
If I do not get a date to the prom, I would go with him. It was one of those unwritten and unsaid things but you just know that they are there and that they would happen that way.
Let us have another consideration, what if I asked a boy to the prom? There is this really cute guy, Chris. Well, that is if he does not have someone else to go with.
It is a Friday and I am going to ask Chris out, to the prom.
I was nervous with sweaty palm but I know what I want to do, and I am going to do it.
I walk up to him in the locker room and luckily for me and my ego, we are alone.
Okay, good opening, I am going to just come out straight. ‘I do not have a date for the prom, and I was wondering if, you perhaps, do not have too? We could just not have together and go to the prom, like a two individuals without a date to the prom, together.’
He looks around like someone who wants to sneak and pulls me over to a corner.
‘I really like you, I always have but there is a ban on you.’
‘What?’ I ask, with wider eyes. I do not know which is harder to process.
‘Dexter, you know. No one likes a swollen face or a broken arm; no one is allowed to ask you out. You know how brawny he just is. And I should not be seen… oh no, I swear, I wasn’t doing anything, she was just about to ask me a question.’ He raises his voice and I turn in shock. There stands Dex, giving a looks I would never have understood if I did not talk with Chris today.
I am angry and I walk over to him and pull him by the hands.
‘We need to talk.’ I scowl at him. I am very furious. ‘You know what? There is nothing to talk about.’
I leave his hands and walk away.
Really? Is that what best friends do? Go about threatening other guys to not ask you their best friends? Do I really deserve that? Why would he do that?
O my God! There could be no other explanation. He likes me. Dex wants me and he cannot bear the thought of another guy having me.
What! I turn and walk back to him.
‘You are taking me to the prom and you are buying the dress and the shoes and getting the transport and what we would eat at the after party!’ I shout at him, dump my schoolbag in his arms and taking the car keys from him, I left, entered the car and drove away without him. He’s a big boy, he’ll figure out how to get my bag home without me. I’ll return his car later.
I need to get away, get some fresh air and grab some pizza. I am starving.