Oh dear. Where do I begin? My junior year of high school was full of all that fun drama that can make or break friendships. I was dating this boy. We broke up. Then my best friend told me she was going to ask him to prom. Then they started dating. We didn't speak for a few weeks (that's her on the far left--also, we're still closest friends).
|I'm the one in blue. Ha! Middle, right.|
Then there was this boy I was head-over-heals for (funny story, I married the guy). He had been dating one of my other best friends (the girl on the far right). They broke up about a year before, so it was safe. But there was no way I was asking him to the prom. So I asked a mutual friend (see below on the far right). I had two reasons: 1. Said friend was actually a really good friend. 2. I wanted to make the other boy jealous.
Well this other boy (and my prom date, and girl No. 1's prom date i.e. my ex-boyfriend who is number six from the left in the back row below) all went to a different school. In fact, my friend group was split between schools, and we were trying to find a way to all get to the same prom. He decided he wanted to be at our prom and not his, so he asked this girl that I personally was not a huge fan of (that's saying it mildly). She's the one on the far left in pink. About two months before prom, my future husband (second from the left in the Miami Vice suit) and I started dating.
In order to not rock the boat, we kept our prom dates as they were. But man, can you say awkward?
Luckily, we got to go to senior prom together, and I liked that dress way more.