Promenade.

Honestly it sucked. I've never felt so bummed out in my entire life. There was a party going on and I just felt kinda lonely. I had asked my date to go with me the day before with a letter. The dean even helped me out. Prom day arrives and I go to the buses that were going to take us to our extravagant yacht. I wait and wait for my date to arrive and when she actually does we didn't really say hi or something. She just told me "Hey I have to go look for such and such." She had to look for the scumbag that asked her to prom then decided to say no and act like a dick (from what I heard) towards her the following week. He decided he wanted to go all of a fucking sudden. Now, I wasn't mad or anything I was just like OK. Cool. She will probably sit on the bus with me or something. So I lined up to get checked and proceeded to get into the bus. She did sit next to me and we had fun and jokes till the yacht. We walked outside and she disappears. I already knew what she had done. I felt awkward.  I see everyone with their dates and I'm alone. The most awkward part was entering the boat alone. I sat with her friends and expected her to stop by and sit next to me but I guess not. I was alone and empty. Kinda dying inside. I ate without saying a word and sat quietly to myself. I felt like snapping but what's it worth? I got a text from her saying sorry but I responded "Whatevers". I went to the top deck and saw a great view of the marina. I danced with a friend and tried my best to enjoy the time. More awkwardness arrived when they wanted me to take pictures with her. She tried to talk to me and apologize but I was in a different mindset. The boat docked and we were leaving. I went to our bus but she didn't sit next to me. I was feeling very shitty by then. We arrived at school and I planned to go to the after party. We walked it there and didn't have to pay due to me pitching in for the booze. I drank and drank. Modelo's and Smirnoff. I chugged a little bit too much when I saw her there. I talked to Kimmy but she told me to keep my guard up. Jorge told me something that made a lot of sense. She's into guys that treat her like shit. She then proceeds to go up to me and poke my stomach saying "I thought you're sober". She didn't know that thanks to her I broke my sobriety. In a different universe, I would have punched her by now. Me being drunk and pissed wasn't a good mix. Kimmy just reminded me once again, "Guard up". I went on with my friends and didn't see her after that. 2 AM and the cops kicked us all out. The party was over. I walked to Tacos El Pastor drunk. Didn't feel like eating. We walked home and ran into Jeff, Darvin and Franchise. We thought they were gang members. I got home and took off everything and slept. I woke up and reflected upon what happened last night. It wasn't no typical dance. It was Prom. The most magnificent dance of the year. I wasn't bummed out based on the fact that things didn't go as planned but the fact that I wanted to be with her. I wanted so much but I didn't have it. I liked her. I considered her the most beautiful woman in the world at one point. Now she's just like every other girl in school. Damn.