I know! It’s sweet Lilly’s managed to stick with one guy for so long. But I honestly wish they wouldn’t make out in front of me in Advanced Bio. I don’t want to see that much of anyone’s tongue. Especially now that she’s pierced it. But none of this explains why you’re not going to the prom!
Well, the truth is…J.P. hasn’t actually asked me to go. And I’m fine with that because I don’t want to go.
Is that all? Oh, Mia! Of course J.P. is going to ask you! I’m sure he’s just been so busy with his play—and figuring out what FANTASTIC thing he’s going to give you for your birthday—he hasn’t gotten around to thinking about the prom yet. Do you want me to have Boris say something to him about it?
Ack! Ack, ack, ack, ack.
Also, why me?
Oh, yes, Tina, yes, I do. Yes, I want you to have your boyfriend remind my boyfriend to ask me to the prom. Because that’s super romantic, and just how I always envisioned getting my invitation to the senior prom—via someone else’s boyfriend.
I see what you mean. Oh, dear, what a mess. And this was supposed to be our special time—youknow.
Wait…
Can Tina actually be talking about…
She is. She actuallyis .
She’s referring to that thing we used to talk about during our sophomore year.
You know, that losing-our-virginity-on-prom-night thing.
Doesn’t Tina realize a lot of time has passed—and a lot of water gone under the bridge—since we sat in class when we were in tenth grade and fantasized about our perfect prom nights?
She can’t possibly think I still feel the same way about it that I did back then.
I’m not the same person I was back then.
And I’m certainly notwith the same person I was then. I mean, I’m with J.P. now—
And J.P. and I…
It’s too late now for J.P. to make reservations for a room for after-prom at the Waldorf. Last I heard, they had no rooms left.
Oh my God! She’s serious!