Wendy's Story, Part 3


We all said goodbye to the limo driver as he let us off at the hotel where our prom was held. The Plaza, I think. Gordon and Karen were goofing around; it was nice to see them both having a good time. We made our way to the ballroom and found a table where we ate our dinner. Well, Karen's dinner never arrived. She ordered a vegetarian dinner, but lots of other students asked for one and so the kitchen was out. I was going to stay with her, but Gordon said he'd do it, so I figured I'd leave the two of them alone. Besides, they were playing a great song on the dance floor! Paul and I got out on the floor and started dancing in a big circle with some other friends of mine. I saw Tom was in the group, too, so I gave him a little wave, but he turned around and left. I was thinking, "God, Tom's being a little immature," because he was just bitter that I didn't take him to the prom. He asked me in February, for Pete's sake, and back then I was still going out with David then, which was true, and I didn't give it any more thought. Tom thought that as soon as I broke up with David, I should've run straight to him, but I didn't, so he's mad or something. I saw him go to another corner of the ballroom where David and Charles were sitting--God, it was like all the guys who were mad at me were concentrated in one big table. Yuck; I had to remember to stay away from those people. I bet they're talking about me over there.
	by Brian Tivol

We all said goodbye to the limo driver as he let us off at the hotel where our prom was held. The Plaza, I think. Gordon and Karen were goofing around; it was nice to see them both having a good time. We made our way to the ballroom and found a table where we ate our dinner.

Well, Karen's dinner never arrived. She ordered a vegetarian dinner, but lots of other students asked for one and so the kitchen was out. I was going to stay with her, but Gordon said he'd do it, so I figured I'd leave the two of them alone. Besides, they were playing a great song on the dance floor!

Paul and I got out on the floor and started dancing in a big circle with some other friends of mine. I saw Tom was in the group, too, so I gave him a little wave, but he turned around and left. I was thinking, "God, Tom's being a little immature," because he was just bitter that I didn't take him to the prom. He asked me in February, for Pete's sake, and back then I was still going out with David then, which was true, and I didn't give it any more thought. Tom thought that as soon as I broke up with David, I should've run straight to him, but I didn't, so he's mad or something.

I saw him go to another corner of the ballroom where David and Charles were sitting--God, it was like all the guys who were mad at me were concentrated in one big table. Yuck; I had to remember to stay away from those people. I bet they're talking about me over there.

by Brian Tivol