I walked into school with posters hanging from every wall. Prom. The social event that everyone waits their whole high school year for. This year was almost over and in two weeks it was the prom. On any other occasion, I'd be jumping for joy. But instead, I'm still stressing over Noah.
It's been three weeks since I've spoken to Noah, Jake, or Ashlyn. Not that we spoke much before. And quite frankly, I could care less whether she scores him or not. Three weeks. That's all it took to change my life forever.
I'm nothing like I used to be, sweet, innocent, clueless. No. Now I'm bitter, moody, and sarcastic. For the first two weeks Noah either couldn't, or wouldn't. Talk to me. Then after that he tried. But by then it was too late. I had already fell out.
He tried to tell me that he didn't m
