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     Prom was fun for the most part. Even though I didn't have a date, I still had a group of friends who also didn't have dates. So it was nice.
     Until, the DJ had to play a slow song. Obviously it was inevitable. But I hated it because I knew in the back of my head, I would start to look for him.
     My eyes wandered the dark dance room and I saw him sitting at the dinner table with another one of his friends. They both didn't have dates. But of course, I wish life was a fanfiction where the guy would see the main character alone at her dinner table, waiting for the right moment to come up to her, put out his hand and say, "Dance with me?"
     The catch? This is fucking real life. Fairytales don't exist in the real world. So as the song played on, I don't know why I did this, but I waited for something to happen. I don't know why I still had this bit of hope, but I wanted to let it go so bad.
     The song was at the bridge and still, I sat along at my dinner table. My friends who didn't originally have dates decided to play fun and dance with each other in goofy manners, opposed to the real couples that came out tonight, making out on the dance floor. Ew.
     The song finally ended. And my eyes went to him again. And I hated myself for doing that because, again, I know I need to stop doing it. But he was just sitting there 3 minutes before.
     Alone, with no one. You and me both, huh?
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