Aimee's pov............
I was going to prom dinner with Dale, I was fucking going to the prom dinner with the man of my dreams.... Even though he didn't seem thrilled about it, it didn't really matter, all that really mattered was that we were going to be dates for the prom dinner.
"So Aimee who is your date for the dinner?" Belle, one of my close friend asked as we walked to the dinner hall, our lunches on our hands.
"Wait let me guess" Pearl, my other close friend quickly interrupted "It's Dale right, it has to be Dale".
My face flushed red as I sat down "Yeah".
Belle sipped from her juice "Why am I not surprised".
Pearl put her hands on her chin "Awnnnn....so cute, it makes perfect sense since you have a crush on him and......
"Shh....shh...shh....Pearl" I scolded putting my hands on her mouth "Keep it down, people can hear you, you know".
