My OC's name is Mickie, for those who didn't read the chapter above..UwU

I have no idea what prom is like. So if I mess something up pls tell me or don't..it's up to you. :/

I sat on my front porch waiting for my parents to take me to prom. I did get asked by my boyfriend, Lucio, but he said that he had plans last minute so, he couldn't make it, which is fine. We've been dating since 9th grade, our relationship has moved fast...

(Author's Note: [̲̅$̲̅(̲̅ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°̲̅)̲̅$̲̅] you're welcome)

"Mickie!" A voice exclaimed scaring me out my daydream or eveningdream??

"Is it time to go?" I asked getting up off the not-so-soft couch. I look at my phone and see that it's 6:30. Oh. I guess it is.

I get into the front seat trying to get comfortable with my dress, I rarely wear dresses but when I do I feel uncomfortable. I don't have any other dresses beside what I'm wearing which is a red and white ball gown that has red rose petals scattered throughout the bottom. Lucio picked it out, I would never pick something that would make heads turn.

"Are you sure you want to go?" My mother asked as I got comfortable.

"Yes mom, I still want to go," I reassured, "I'm going to hang with my friends and who cares if my boyfriend isn't coming."

My mom says nothing as she pulls out of the driveway onto the road. We sat in comfortable silence until my mom spoke.

"Honey you really should break up with Lucio. He's no good for you, I prefer your friend Asra. Or even, oh what's his name?" she paused.

"Julian?" I mumbled.

"Yes! Julian! Even though he's a troublemaker, I would rather have you date him instead of Lucio..." Her face scrunches up in disgust when she finished her sentence.

"Mom, I that I already told you that Lucio and I are staying together" I grumbled as I looked out the window.

"I don't trust him, Mickie. I just want to protect you." My mom retorted.

"Why don't you trust him? We've been dating since ninth grade." I scoffed

"I understand that I just..I just. I just feel like he's up to no good. " She fumed,

( Idk..I'm just trying not to use said that much UwU)

I stare out the window without talking for the next 15 minutes. Thankfully that's the time it takes to get to the venue, as soon my mom stops I say bye and quickly get out of the car and up the stairs...I guess I have to give them my ticket.

Once in the room, I look around for Portia or Asra. Thankfully Asra usually goes all out on his outfits so I spotted him from the corner of my eye and run over and engulfed him in a hug.

"M-Mickie to tight." Asra panted.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I apologized letting him go.

"It's fine Mickie," he grinned, "Do you want to set your purse down?"

"Yeah." I smiled as we walked over to a table that Portia and Julien are sitting at.

"Portia!" I chirped.

She immediately looked up, "Mickie!" she giggled, "I thought you weren't coming?"

"Oops, I guess I forgot to tell you." I laughed, "But I'm here and who cares if Lucio isn't coming! It's his fault for canceling on me."

Portia pats my back which speaks for itself saying, "That's the spirit!"

"Come on, let's dance!" Portia gleamed as she made her way to the dancefloor.

"Wait for me!" I shouted. 

~45 MINUTES LATER~(I can't write dancing scenes UwU) 

After all the dancing I did my feet was HURTING. And I mean the feel like they were on FIRE hurting.

I made my way off the dancefloor and sat in a chair not caring if I stole someone's seat. I NEEDED a chair. I took my heels off and stretched my feet and boy did that feel good-. I cross my arms and bury my face into them as I place them on the table.

I don't regret going to prom, I just regret wearing a ballgown. I should have switched into my red a-line dress. Wearing this ballgown makes me feel like I'm getting married...(ÒwÓ)

"Hey, Mickie? You good?" Asra asked.

"I'm fine, I just feel tired and my feet fucking hurt. And I feel like I should have worn my other dress because I feel like a bride in this one and it makes me feel stressed for some reason." I continued, " And to make matters worse my boyfriend isn't here and I feel like he canceled on me because he doesn't like me anymore and he's trying to figure out how to break up with me. I also feel like if he does break up with I might try to use you or someone else as a rebound because I'm so used to having love and affection.." 

"Mickie...are you sure you are okay?" he asked

"I'm sure, " I weakly smiled

To be continued!!