𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.

Romelo stood across the hall you right by his side he held this large poster and flowers and some candy in his hands and arms. He was finna go ask a girl out to prom. But it wasn’t you. And you wanted it to be you so bad. But it just wasn’t. “You think she’d say yes?” He spoke. “Romelo. Your seeet, funny you kno how to ball. Who wouldn’t say yes?” You spoke as you looked at him he smiled as he walked up to the girl. You watched from afar . You swallowed the lump in your throat wishing it didn’t hurt like how it did. You closed your locker as you walked out of the school. You got into your car pulling off from the school. You drove home and Romelo had texted you she said yes. Prom was just around the corner. You had nobody to go with. But now Romelo did. And you didn’t.