Friday.

I run my hands down my black slinky skin tight dress that I had bought for myself earlier this week, it hugs my body perfectly, I re-adjust the one shoulder thick strap, Looking at myself in the full-length mirror, I think I actually look... sexy? I'm wearing flat shoes instead of high heels because I just can not walk in those things.

My Mom helped straighten my brown hair and did my makeup so I think I'm ready to go.

"Allison! get down here already!" Shouts my mom from downstairs, Carl is already down there and I have been up here forever.

Oh man, I dig my nails deeper into my palm. A nervous reaction that I've had since I was a kid, I've never gone to any dance, much less with a boy.

I look around my room for anything I might need, I grab my phone from the bed and walk out of my room.

You know that scene in a movie where the girl slowly walks down the stairs and the guy looks up at her in admiration from the bottom? Yeah, that's me and Carl right now.

He's in a dark blue tux and he's hair is gelled back neatly, he also has Roses in his hands.

How charming, I don't know about you but I think Carl would make a great boyfriend.

"Wow." He looks at me everywhere once I reach the bottom of the stairs, he kisses my cheek and whispers... "You look breathtaking."

He hands me the flowers and I take them.

I look at my mom who's on the urge of crying tears of Joy, I give her a what the heck am I supposed to do with these flowers? Look.

"I'll take care of those for you." She notices and takes them away.

"Thank you." I mouth to her.

"Shall we?" He extends his elbow to me and I entwine my arm with his.

We head out of the house, he's picking me up in a freaking Porsche which is parked in the street, he opens the passenger door for me like the nice and sweet gentleman that he is. He gets on the driver's side and starts the engine.

I wonder if Nick will be there, I asked him if he was going but he only said that he might make an appearance which wasn't convincing at all.

It's like 8pm right now and the dance started about an hour ago, for your own information, it wasn't my fault, it was my mother's.

Carl pulls up in the school's parking lot, he holds my hand as we walk inside. He opens the school doors for me and we get in. The hallways are decorated with white and blue balloons, we follow the music which is coming from the basketball hall. Carl opens the door for me again and I step inside, the place looks amazing, there are different decorations all around the place, people are all dressed up and jumping around as an excuse for dancing with their dates.

Carl holds my hand as we walk.

From the corner of my eye, I spot Nick standing in a corner, leaning against the wall, blonde girl whispering something in his ear as he smiles. He has a little flask in his hand, he's not wearing a suit or anything decent like the rest of us, he's in his casual outfit of a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt and black jeans.

He says something to the blonde, she walks away from him and he stares at her ass while she leaves. He looks forward, his eyes land on me and my outfit.

Why does his stare make me feel so naked?

The DJ changes the song to a slow song.

"May I have this dance?" Carl lets his hand out and I take it, leading me to the dance floor and placing his hands on my waist while I lock mine behind his neck. We move in sync, I'm not stepping on his shoes like I did with Nick. I actually do not suck at slow dancing anymore.

Suck on that, Nickolas!

We stay like that for a few minutes, DJ suddenly decides to change the song again, he plays dance monkey by tones and I.

"Oh my God, I love this song." I shake Carl's hand excitedly jumping up and down, he giggles at my reaction.

I flip my hair and begin to dance, swaying my hips left and right, shaking my head like I just don't care which makes my hair scatter around my face, I notice that Carl is not dancing, he's just staring at me with a shocked expression on his face.

"C'mon, Carl, 'dance for me' " I quote the song, shaking his arms as an attempt to make him dance. "C'mon, dude, dance with me."

"I had no idea you could dance like that." He says, still looking shocked.

Well I do like dancing alone in my room while I clean up on weekends.

"I'm full of surprises." I say to him, I have no idea why I just said that but I do regret saying it because it sounded very sexual.

He's about to respond when his phone rings.

"It's my Dad, I'll be right back." I watch him storm out of the crowd.

Strange, I feel like Carl's father only calls when I'm with him.

I huff, turning to look at Nick, as always he is already looking at me and he doesn't look away when I catch him staring at my bare legs while he sips on whatever is in that flask.

I don't know how long Carl's conversation with his Dad is gonna take so I shove my way through the dancing crowd and I walk over to Nick.

"Hey, creep." I stand in front of him.

"Sup, stalker." he sips on his drink again.

"I wore a dress." I dramatically bow, looking down at the dress, he smiles.

"I see that." he raises the flask like he's giving a toast.

I snatch the flask from his hold, lifting it up to my nose and sniffing.

Vodka. Of course.

I scowl my nose in disgust.

"You can get in serious trouble for this." I give it back to him.

I wasn't planning on giving it back but then he would have just called me a control freak and I am not a control freak.

He rolls his eyes at me and sits the flask down on the table beside him.

"So what kind of a fucking Asshole leaves his hot date all by herself and goes to piss somewhere, he's like literally choosing pissing over you." He grabs it and drinks again and again.

Seriously? He just sat it down.

I think something's really bothering him. Should I ask? Nah, I'll just act dumb and mind my own business.

"His Dad called." I respond to his stupid assumption.

"Even worse." he laughs, looking at my dress and having yet another sip. "And all I wanna do is take it off you." He mutters more to himself.

My brows snap together, "What?"

"Hey, where'd you go?" asks Carl, coming from behind me and wrapping his hand around my waist. Nick looks down at Carl's hand and his jaw twitches.

Geez.

"Listen up you boring sons and daughters of mother pokaki!" Jason says through a mic, drawing attention to himself. Nick chuckles.

"I think we all agree that this dance bullshit is full of shit so my buddies and I are throwing an after party at Sofia's house, you're all invited and thank you very much for your useless time." He drops the microphone on the floor and it makes a squeaking sound, people whine and groan as they block their ears.

"Asshole!" Shouts a random person.

"Wanna go?" Carl turns to ask me.

To Sofia's house? Hell no.

"No, I got curfew but you can go without me." I lie. My mom and I have never even talked about the word curfew.

"I'll drive you since I'm also not going." Nick suggests, pushing off the wall.

"No thank you, I'll take her." Carl extends his hand in front of Nick's chest as a way to stop him.

Nick looks at Carl's hand then at his face.

I have got to find out why they hate each other.

"Dude, we live right next door to each other, I can-"

"I said I'll drive her, asshole." Carl angrily grits his teeth at Nick. Anger issues.

And did he just...

"What did you just call me?" Nick begins to walk towards Carl but I stand in-between them.

People are starting to stare.

"Please don't fight." I say to both of them, Nick takes a step back.

"Call me an asshole again and I swear to God I'll show you what real assholes do." Nick threatens Carl with a cold expression then bumps into his shoulder 'accidentally' as he walks away.

That was... Awkward?

We walk back to Carl's car and he drives me home, the air is filled with awkward silence. I'm not saying anything and he's definitely not saying anything. He stops the car in front of my house but I don't get out.

I want him to say something, I know he has questions about Nick.

"See you on Monday?" He asks, without looking at me.

See you on Monday? Is he serious? I snap my head to look at him and he looks pretty serious.

Okay then.

"See you on Monday." I get out of his car, closing the car door shut and I hear him speed off behind me.

I think he's angry and so is Nick.

That was not how I pictured my night to end, I swear that dance didn't even last ten minutes.