It was finally the day you have been waiting for since you were a young child, your year eleven prom. You were always excited for it: seeing other people’s beautiful and illuminating dresses, the boys also dressing up in their best attire, you were so excited.

You had bought a dress months in advance, you were too worried that you’d not fit into your dress. You did though, the only bad thing is: you had no date to go to the prom with.

Ewan has been your best and closest friend since you were both little, you both live next door to each other and go to the same school. He also had nobody to go to the prom with, he has always admired you deep down.

While you walked home from school that day, you and Ewan were both talking about the Prom: how you both had no dates. You both agreed to just turn up together as you were close friends and everybody knew that.

During the evening, you knock on Ewan’s door as you’re wearing your dress: he is speechless, absolutely amazed by you.

“You’re very pretty, like..” Ewan says nervously, blushing a little while talking and hoping it isn’t visible.