Tyler had been so close to staying home from school, he knew how to fake being sick, his home was a worrier so even a cough and he would be at home in bed for the rest of the day. Tyler didn't want to look like a loser coward though, so he got himself out of bed. As he got dressed his eyes kept drifting over to the suit he bought, it fit him perfectly, his mom even hemmed the pants so they fit right. Was he even going to go? He already bought a ticket so he might as well, his friends would be there...and they would support him even if he was the only one without a date.<br/><br/>Tyler took the suit from where it was hanging on the back of his door and put it away in his closet, not wanting to look at it right now. He grabbed his backpack and headed downstairs for breakfast.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Math class was weird. It was a good thing Trisha sat a few rows away from him. He kept glancing at her though, she was still as pretty as usual, but now every time he looked at her his heart ached a little bit. She couldn't even bother to say no to him. He was embarrassed and upset, staying quiet during class unless the teacher called on him directly. He just needed to get over his little crush and move on, it's not like it would have worked out their both about to go off to college anyway.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Lunch was the same, Tyler sitting at his usual table with his friends, wondering what he was going to say when Trisha showed up...if she showed up. The only person that knew Tyler was going to ask Trisha to prom was his best friend Brent and probably Brent's girlfriend Erin, because he told her everything even when it was supposed to be a secret. He is probably going to figure out that Tyler asked Trisha out and it went badly.<br/><br/>The heartbroken boy took small bites from his homemade sandwich and stared at the wall opposite him as his friends chatted about this and that. He just wanted to be anywhere but there right now.<br/>