The words were out. Well if they even sounded like words at all. But he had asked her to prom. He had day dreamed about taking her for almost two months now, her in a beautiful dress, looking like a princess and him in a nice fitted suit, his tie matching her dress. He would buy her a beautiful corsage and he would have a matching boutonniere. They would dance all night, even though he was crap at dancing he would be having to much fun to care. It would be great!<br/><br/>Her answer seemed to be taking to long, uh oh. He gulped as he waited.<br/><br/>"I hate proms." She shrugged and shook her head.<br/><br/>It was almost like she spit at him. She didn't just say no, she said she couldn't be bothered.<br/><br/>"oh." He replied, slight bit of hurt in his voice.<br/><br/>"Who actually wants to go to something like that?"<br/><br/>"..I do." His voice quivered. "..um...I guess...I'll...cya tomorrow in math class." He couldn't help but sniffle, he could feel his eyes beginning to water. How embarrassing. He quickly turned on his heel and hurried away. He tried not to run, because that would just be pathetic.<br/><br/>He found his car, an earlier graduation present from his parents. He pulled open the door and threw his backpack inside before sitting down in the drivers seat. He felt so stupid. Why couldn't she had just said no? Why did she have to think it would so dumb?<br/><br/>Maybe he was the dumb one for getting so excited about going to a stupid dance. He picked up the prom handout he had gotten in class and crumbled it up, throwing it out his car window.<br/><br/>This is why he never asked anyone out, it just sucked.