• It was the night of the 1st of June. School was almost out. Finally. I’d be almost done with this stuff. I hate school.
    Well, I don’t hate it……rather, I hate the people there. Well, some of them are okay……really, most of them are okay. I guess it’s just me.
    Anyway, I sat on my brick porch, eating a plate of dinner. I couldn’t be seen eating at the dinner table. I guess my EGO was too big. I sat there, staring into the lack luster night sky, watching the sun roll by in the far off distance. I almost choke on a bone from staring so much. I stared into the distance just to see the full moon glistening in the distance……and remembered what it meant to me. The woman I wished to one day marry. Her name would flow through my mind as I gazed mindlessly into the moon, sad that my birthday wish from the month before couldn’t come true. I slowly and sadly remember that day, that I lost all faith in my love.

    It was back in May, on my birthday….
    I had blew out the candles on my cheesecake my mother had gotten me. My dad started to sing the Stevie Wonder birthday song. I always hated it, but I didn’t care then.
    I waited for ever, slowly drifting to being half asleep on the couch. I peered across the room to the tv clock. 11:35.
    I let out a sigh, and passed out in tiredness.
    I awoke in a panicked motion, to find my phone vibrating. I picked it up and looked at the clock on it.
    12:57
    A worried but loving voice came on the phone.
    “ Hey, How’s my sweet Candy doing on his birthday?” She said.
    I let out another sigh, and began to speak.
    “ Hey hun. *sigh* You’re a bit late.”
    “I hope you’re not mad at me. My dad kept making me work late at the store.”
    “ It’s alright, least you’re still coming for the prom, right?”
    She suddenly started to stutter, and then came to a pause.
    “I’m sorry Candy, I won’t be able to make it till school’s over. I hope you can just imagine I’m there. At least you’re gonna have lots of fun when summer begins. All the fun in the world.”
    I began to feel sad, and disappointed.
    “But….but…you promised…..”
    “I know Candy, but I just cant make it. I’m sorry.”
    I could hear her start to cry on the other side. I hate it when she cries.
    “Please, babe, it’s okay. I’ll just have to deal with having no date to the prom. Really, please, don’t cry.”
    I could hear footsteps on the other side of the phone, and an familiar voice speaking.
    It was her mom.
    I could just feel my lover’s phone being snatched away from her.
    “How dare you make my daughter cry like this!” The angry woman said, as I felt even worse.
    “Don’t you dare talk to my girl again until you’re not a total sick freak!”
    Uhg. Sick freak. She always calls me that.
    My lover snatched the phone away for a moment and said one final thing before she hung up.
    “Don’t get yourself killed before we get to make love. I’ll call you when I get free.”
    I don’t know exactly what that meant, but I thought of it as a ending statement, so to speak.
    And I began my wait til prom. The longest wait I ever had.

    So yeah, I’m sitting here, staring at the moon, crying now. I know I have something to live for now. And the prom was in two days. And the only girl who would go with me, is all the way in L.A.
    I need to figure out what to do now.
    And then it happens. “She” walks by.
    I had known her for a year or two. Not friends, but more like enemies.
    But I don’t like having enemies. So I wanted to make things better.

    “Hey, Cookie!” I shouted from my little pedestal.
    She looks over too me, in confusion. Once she locks her eyes on me, I knew what she was feeling. Hatred. Or something even more sinister.
    She begins to walk up my driveway, ever so pestered by seeing my face. I could tell because her face was filled with angst.
    “What do YOU want?…..” She said nonchalantly.
    “I just wanted to see how you were doing…”
    “Oh.”
    She began to walk away, pissed off, thinking I was sassing her. She’s so high on herself……
    But I don’t like her anyway.
    I went to sleep later. I cant believe I still sleep in a bunk bed…..
    My brother moved into the other room, so I get the whole thing. I’m not too proud about it though. When in history did it say that it’s okay for a guy to have his girlfriend come over for some lovemaking on a Bunk futon. It took me a while to get to sleep, since I was still trying to figure out what to do next.
    Maybe look around town for familiar faces?

    The next day, I went to the mall. Not much there. There’s so much emptiness that public urination is a norm. But hey, you’d pee in public too if there wasn’t a soul in a four mile radius.
    I kept walking around the whole place. Bored I guess. Bored but worried. I went around the whole building about 7 times and never saw anybody else. Eh, but this place is a ghost town.
    I got tired of the endless trip of going in circles, so I ended up going to burger king. I wasn’t there for long. I took off as soon as I got my burgers. I drove to the park, where many children played. I saw some people I knew, but I didn’t feel like causing a fuss, so I just sat in my car, and ate. I soon enough saw another girl, of whom I thought I had another chance with. But seeing her makes me mad, so I tried to re-think her.
    “She’s a poodle. A small little poodle.” I said to myself.
    Maybe not the best think to pretend she was. It didn’t help. I don’t like poodles all that much.
    “*Whistles* here girl! Here Girl!*whistle*” I shouted to her from the distance. She took instant offense to that, since It seemed to her I was calling her a skank. I’m not mean. I don’t even look mean.
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She said to me angrily.
    “I should have my cousin beat you up! Me and my cousins are gunna jump you!”
    I pull out of the park parking lot with her head half way in my car. I nearly hit a stop sign on the way out.
    As I pulled up to the light I lay my head on the steering wheel……and sighed.
    “Two strikes……I’m not trying too hard…….One more try……. I need a date to the prom….”

    I drove to the library after that. I wanted to look for one of those books about getting dates. I don’t need a gf, since I already had a wife-to-be. So I confidently started my search for a temporary date.
    I walked through the front doors to begin my search. I ran from room to room, frantically searching. Then BAM! A spark of inspiration. Off to the romance novels!
    I begins burning down the aisles, making sharp turns, looking above me to see the aisle signs.
    It didn’t take too long before I ran into somebody. That somebody just happened to be a friend of mine.

    “Uhh…………oh……..hey Alex.” I said getting back up. I reached out my hand to help her up. She then commences in the finger wagging.
    “God, Steve, how many times do I have to tell you not to run in here? You and your antics are going get me fired. I just got this job her last week! I need this money!”
    She continued to ramble on about how I should slow down, till I stopped her.
    “Um, Alex? Do you have a date to the prom yet?” I nudged.
    “No, I don’t. You just trying to hurt my feelings again?”
    “NO, NO! I haven’t been able to get a date either. I just wanted to know if you’d mind going with me?”
    She turned her back to me for a second, and the spun back around.
    “Alright. You got yourself a date. But we’re just friends in this remember?”
    “Yeah, I have a girlfriend, and I love her. I just needed somebody to take pics with and stuff.”
    “Okay then, just don’t be late. I like getting picked up on time.”
    After we agreed over everything I helped pick up all the books I knocked down from all my frantic running. I said goodbye, and drove home.

    The next day, I had to prepare for the latter. Prom was tonight. I had my suit. My shoes. My ride. And now a date. Everything was smooth sailing. I was all ready for the coming party time.
    I spent 6 hours getting everything together. I had rented a limo, and many of my classmates were grouping together with it. I had took a short trip over Alex’s house to pick her up. I had a box of chocolates and carnations. Just for the customary thing. I knocked on her door, and waited a minute. After waiting for what seemed like eternity, her grandmother opens the door and pulls me inside. I was basically thrown into the living room. And there she sat. Alex sat in a pewter love seat, in a beautiful flowing pink dress. Her hair was tied up, and she had gotten contacts so she didn’t have to wear her glasses. I was overwhelmed. I had never seen anything so beautiful in person in my life. I hesitated to speak, as she took my breath away…
    “Rea……ready to go?” I said nervously.
    She began to sit up as her mother rushed into the room.
    “Here they are!” She shouted, as Alex’s little sister ran into the room with a small Barbie camera.
    Alex’s mom grabbed her and bunches me and Alex together. The small girl began taking numerous photos as I attempted to cover my face. Her mom grabs my arm, and forces me to wrap my arms around Alex. I was uncomfortable, but hey, it was bound to happen. The little girl proceeds to take ONE more photo of us before scurrying off into the other room.
    “Can we go now?” I said, as I pulled Alex towards the door.
    “Go, have fun.” Her mother said.
    We run to the limo, with classmates waiting, and sit down inside. I saw as many of the others were Boyfriend and Girlfriend. My friend John leans over with his date in his arm.
    “Havin fun yet?” He jokingly said.
    “Noooot yet.” I replied.
    I hoped it was going to be a good night, but it turned out all but.

    About halfway there, my cell phone began ringing. I looked down at my screen to see my lover was calling. I hurriedly pick up and answered the call.
    “HELLO?! Is that you baby?”
    “Hey, my Candy…….”
    “What? What’s wrong?”
    “I……..I don’t think this whole thing is working out too great……I want US to take a break…..”
    “What?”
    “I don’t know if I can love you……..anymore…….It hurts to bad…if I see you…..I might not be what you wanted…..so I want us to take a break….. For now…”
    “…..I don’t get it! Why?! I though you were coming this summer?!”
    There was a silence on the phone….
    I could hear a whisper…
    “It’s ………..”
    “It’s what?!” I screamed.
    ‘There’s somebody else.”
    *Click*
    That’s what she said before she hung up on me. I closed up my phone.
    I scooted back in my seat.
    I looked at Alex.
    She saw how I looked.
    And I cried. I cried until I couldn’t see straight.
    I leant my head over onto Alex’s lap as I cried. She rested her hands opon my head as I cried. And for once in my life, in person, I felt loved.

    By the time we got to the school for the prom, I had stopped crying. Alex hadn’t let go of my hand since I started crying. We ended up holding hands on the way to the gym room, where most of the dance party was going on. I was still shaken up, but I tried to make myself feel better. I danced a bit. Then I stopped.

    Alex looked into my eyes, worriedly, and stopped dancing.
    “Are you ok, Stephen?”
    “No…Cynthia left me 45 minutes ago…..”
    “Oh, you must be hurting badly….I know how that feels……”
    “….*SNIFF* Uh-huh…..”
    “Come on, follow me.”

    She pulled me hand first out of the gym. I followed her up the stairs into one of the rooms that was supposed to hold the food storage. Nobody was there, and she propped herself onto a table. I followed her up there, as she began to get a bit emotional.
    She looked into my eyes. And then……….then she began to cry.
    “……hold me…….I know how bad you hurt……” She said gingerly.
    I put my arms around her, if to make both of out pains go away. And we sat there holding each other for a while.
    And then……
    Then….
    I kissed her. I had never done it before……and I stopped and pulled away as soon as I did it.
    She leaned back for a second and looked at me.
    “Nobody has ever kissed me before……” She said.
    Then she leans in towards me, and kisses me back. She was so warm, her body on me. I had never felt that way before.
    I pull my lips away from her and speak.
    “…..Thank you”
    “,…..no….thank you”
    “I……I…….I love you…”
    “I love you too…………”

    She leaned me back onto the table, and rested on top of me in her lovely pink dress.
    And I lost control. We lost control.
    I stared into her eyes as we became one on the table in the room on the top of the third floor.
    And she made me feel whole then. We fell asleep there on the table, as the time progressed.
    *ring*
    I began to frantically check my phone, until I realized it wasn’t mine ringing.
    I reached into her pocket to find her phone ringing. I didn’t want to answer it, but I did, since It might have been her mom being worried about her.
    My dry voice had answered the phone.
    “Hello?”
    “Hey baby, how you doing this morning?”
    That instant I dropped the phone.
    I could hear the deep masculine voice get louder and louder.
    “She……she had a boyfriend?” I said as I backed away from her and lean against the window.
    “She willingly cheated on him? I thought she didn’t have one! I thought she never had one! That’s why she was so sad!”
    I leaned back towards the window that sat open behind me. It seemed to be the only way out. So I climbed through. My feet touched the roofing, as I sadly climbed higher onto the building. I stood above the window of the room. I turned my back to the side of the building. There was no way out for me. I couldn’t deal with this anymore. So I leaned back. I wished I could forget my ex lover. I wished I had never did that with Alex. I wished I could have never been born. I wished that it wasn’t always me that they hurt. I sighed. I sighed. I sighed again.
    And I jumped.