TITLE: PROM B*TCH
GENRE: YA CONTEMPORARY
Two things I’d like to do right now: lean in and kiss the neck in front of me or reach over and give a tiny choke to the neck on my right. I can’t stop my knee from bouncing all over the place like a Nascar dashboard bobblehead. I’ve been looking forward to last period—and dreading it—all day.
Not having assigned seats in English class is definitely a perk. I super love the days I can sit and stare at the back of Sean Mills’ short brown sexy hair. He’s tall, plays football and the guitar. Which pretty much makes him a triple threat in my book. Using my dad’s police tactic for guessing body size, I’d say Sean’s six foot one, approximately one hundred seventy pounds. Swimming Pool Blue eyes--the kind you shouldn’t look into for more than a few milliseconds because, if he looks back and there’s eye contact, you will drown. That’s why I always try to take the seat right behind him. There’s even something about his ears that get me. They stick out a little--not too much-- just enough to give him character. They make him more accessible, not so perfect. Now, if only I could bask in my semi-obsessive fan-girl antics instead of anticipating the lame ass Prom Court Nomination drama that’s about to ensue. I try to ignore my best friend Kallie whose eyes are practically waving a neon “get ready get set” flag in my peripheral.