This is so great. Now I can have a prom that I wished for. I walked to class humming “No Air”. I have always dreamed for the perfect prom with the perfect guy and the perfect dress. I felt light on my feet and I walked with a hop in my step. When I reached class, I saw the girls. They were the group that hated me because I called them all whores. I thought it was a fact!

“Look who it is”, said Kim, the leader. “I have class here, Kim”, I said to her in my attitude voice. “You know what is a pity? You don’t have a date for the dance yet. It would be a shame to see you at the dance dateless”, said Kim crossing her arms and rolling her eyes. “I am going to have a date Kim”, I told her. “I don’t know, I mean who would want to date you?” She said standing up. “Well, then maybe you should tell your boyfriend, Bob, to stop hitting on me.” She stood there, mouth hanging open and I sat down. Oh ya, that’s right.