On Saturday, I went to go buy a prom dress with Heather, who was obviously going with Jordan. I still didn't tell her I was going with Mickey.
"So," she said, "do you have a date?"
"Who? It isn't obviously Adam. And Mickey's not going with Amber... well obviously."
I raised my eyebrows.
"You're going with Mickey!"
I nodded, smiling shyly.
"I told you. He loves you, you love him."
"He just asked me to prom. He did say 'I love you' or anything."
"He will. He will."
Heather picked out a pretty blue dress that went to her ankles. The top was embroidered with fake diamonds and when she wore it, she looked like a princess. I chose a dark red dress that went like a halterneck and was layer at the bottom. We then went to a shoe store. I chose these silver high heeled sandals. Heather took silver pumps. We then went home.
I called Mickey.
"Hey," I said, "I just got my prom dress!"
"That's great, sweetheart!"
We talked for an hour. Everything finally seemed to be working out.