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"Uh," I groaned, "I swear if I see one more prom proposal, I will vomit," Justin turned and looked at the girl who was hugging the guy who just asked her to prom. I had been seeing them ever since the theme and date of prom got out. Everyone felt like it was necessary to ask people to prom, I hated that.

"Come on now," Justin turned back and looked at me, "just because you do not have a date does not mean you have to hate on those who do," he told me. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Last time I checked, you did not have a date also," I replied in a duh tone. He should not be talking about me not having a date. He shrugged his shoulder, he did not care. He already said he would not be attending prom making me think the same thing. I did not have a date and I had no friends to go with. Justin was the only person I talked to besides the girls on the team and they all had boyfriends. I did not feel like being a third wheel on prom day. I guess I was going to stay home and eat chocolate ice cream.

"I don't, but I do not complain about it," I rolled my eyes once more. It's not like no one asked, but I did not want to go with them. I did not want to attend prom with a stranger. I wanted to go with someone I knew and could have fun with, I wanted prom to be one of the stories I could tell my kids one day. I actually wanted to enjoy it.

"What do I have to do to change your mind about prom?" I questioned Justin.

"Nothing," he told me, just then the door to Ms. Brun's room opened. She gave us both a smile and got out the way for us to come into the class.

"Ms. Jackson," she called before I could make my way into the class. I turned around and raised my eyebrow at what she wanted. She barely wanted to talk to me unless I was in trouble. What could I have possibly done, I just got to the school for God's sake? "I don't know if you are aware, but I am on the senior class graduation committee. We were recently talking about who should be valedictorian and I bought up your name, the job is yours if you want it," she told me. I must have misunderstood her because I thought I heard her say, valedictorian. I could not possibly do not, I was not even at the top of my class.

"I thought CJ was valedictorian?" I asked her.

"CJ said he did want to do it," he told me. "And with everything going on with him, I do not think it would be a great idea to force him into this," I nodded my head. "Justin is actually second in the class, but I believe that a valedictorian is more than the grades." I looked inside the class at Justin. "You are a well-rounded student. You play sports, have good grades and you are very outspoken I believe you would be truly successful," I sighed.

"You should ask Justin," I told her. I think I was third in the class, the job belonged to Justin if CJ did not want to do it. I did want them to feel like I was stealing their jobs from them.

"Ms. Jackson, I did not ask Justin, I asked you," she told me.

"Well, it's rightfully his," I told her.

"It's not," she replied, "I want you to do it and my personal feelings have nothing to do with it," she told me.

"I'll think about it," I answered. Just then, CJ passed by me and entered the classroom. We haven't talked since last time. He thought we could be okay again, but we were never going to be okay. I huffed and shook my head, I can't believe I was falling in love with him. Ms. Brun looked at me then at him, the bell then rung and I walked into the classroom.

"What did she want?" Justin asked as I took my seat.

"She wanted to ask me what to do in order to get back together," I joked. His eyes dilated ready to ask more questions. "I knew you wanted to get back together," I punched his arm lightly. He rolled his eyes, "she wanted to ask if I could be valedictorian," I told him the truth.

"CJ is number one in the class," he said. I nodded my head.

"He does not want to do it," I said, "and you should do it, but Ms. Brun wants me to do it," I said.

"You should," he said, "I can't wait to hear the emotional speech you come up with," I shook my head and chuckled. Just then, Ms. Brun came to the front of the class and started her lesson for today. 

'''''''

"You think if I ask Sasha to go to prom with me, she'd say yes?" Justin asked me. I looked up from the salad I decided to purchase. Sasha sat across the cafeteria eating with her friends. She was a beautiful young lady and from what I heard extremely nice. 

"I don't know, but you we won't until you try," I countered. "Does that mean you want to go to prom?" I asked him teasingly. He rolled his eyes.

"Nevermind, I don't even know her like that," he said. I knew he was just coming up with excuses. He knew there were girls dying to go to prom with him. I did not see why not, he is handsome, smart, and the son of the principle. Everyone wanted to get close to him for a chance to stay out of trouble with the principle. On top of that, he had a reputation to be the bad boy when he is anything, but a bad boy. I guess he could be considered one to be bold enough to date his teacher. 

I stuffed my face with more salad, I felt like a goat eating all these leaves. Someone tapped on my shoulder making me turn around. I quickly chewed down my food when I noticed it was Caleb, one of the soccer players. "Hey, what's up?" I asked him after I've finished. I knew him from English and he was a friend of Justin through soccer. 

"I hear that you are single," he told me. I gulped down and nodded my head. How did he even find that out? It seems like people in this school loved to know other people's business.

"You know, married to the game and all," I laughed. I could hear Justin chuckle, I turned giving him a death glare.

"Yeah I do," he replied, "anyways, want to do me a favor?" He asked.

"Sure and I am not giving you my English homework," I warned him.

"No such thing, I need a date to the prom and you will too."

"Who says I don't already have a date?" I asked him.

"I just know these things," he answered, "all you have to do is go out with me on Friday and if you do not completely hate me after then you can go to prom with me," he told me. That seemed like a good idea except he was not the one I wanted to go to prom with. I looked behind him where CJ was sitting, he sat there every day. His eyes were fixed on me, when he realized I was looking back at him, he quickly put his head down.

"I'm sorry Caleb," I told him, "but I can't, why don't you ask Marissa, she does not have a date," he nodded his head and I turned around.

"Why'd you say no, you finally got your date. Caleb is cool and I'm sure you guys would have plenty to talk about."

"You're right," I told him, "prom is overrated, we shouldn't go. Let's just stay home and watch Netflix."


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