Macy:YOU can ask someone, you know—you don’t have to wait for a guy to do it.
My stomach churns, guilt settling in the pit of my stomach. Not only am I **whispers** forcing a boy to be my date, but my best friend doesn’t even know! I haven’t said a peep about the situation. Not that I don’t trust her, but…no one should be bragging about their ill-gotten prom companion, least of all me!
Me:I know, but…
Macy:YOU SHOULD ASK SOMEONE.
Me:Who? Who would I ask?
Seriously. I’m curious who she would suggest—as if asking a random guy were easy.
It’s true that plenty of girls go to dances with guys as friends, but I hoped my date would be someone I had a crush on. Someone who gave mebutterflies! Someone who thinks I’m pretty! Someone like…
I give my dress a second glance as I flop down onto the bed,texting Macy flat on my back, staring at the ceiling. I can’t bear to look at the sparkly confection—it’s a horrible reminder of what a troll I am!
How could I do this to Easton?
Don’t get a case of remorse, now, Harper. He’s not miserable; he’s having fun…
Right, but it’s still extortion.
Extortion? Please, you’re in high school. That can’t be a thing. Besides, he’s a thief. It’s no worse than that.
Macy:What about Brendan Schmitz? He’s tall and isn’t he in your gym class?
Me:I’m not asking a guy out because he’s tall. That is not a personality trait. I want to have a good time and laugh a lot.
Macy:Being tall SHOULD be a requirement LOL.
Me:Ha ha.
But speaking of guys and dates—I need Easton to speed up the process of his promposal. It’s been two days since our deal and still no official ask. But…
How do I bring up the subject to him without seeming pushy?
What’s a good way to tell a guy to pick up the pace? Shit or get off the pot?
I may be a born leader, but I’m certainly not cut out for uncertainty.
Macy:I can ask my cousin to take you. Truman, remember him? He goes to Parker Lane but I can askhim. He owes me a favor because I didn’t rat him out to our grandma when he got a stain on her couch.
Me:You’re a hero. And thank you but no.
Macy:Are you sure? I know you think he’s cute.
Me:Yes, Truman is cute. But that doesn’t mean I want him taking me, especially as a favor. That’s embarrassing.
Me:The last thing I need is you telling everyone he’s your cousin—they’d think it’s a pity date.
Macy:IT WOULDN’T BE A PITY DATE! Truman likes you!
Me:Final Answer: NO.
No matter how much Truman “likes” me, there is no way I want Macy setting up a date for me so kids at school can gossip about it. No chance, no way.
Macy:Just trying to be helpful. I know he has a suit, it wouldn’t be a big deal. We have fun together.
Me:I love you, but no.
