So last night my exboyfriend (who is in college) escorted a girl to her junior prom. This girl has been obsessed with him forever, including but not limited to when I dated him. Except then I was around to say "step the fuck off, bitch."
At any rate, they go to the prom. He immediately begins texting me, telling me how miserable he is, why can't he say no, etc, etc. I go to the Grand March at the high school with a few girlfriends because I know a senior who's going, and he keeps texting me FROM THE GRAND MARCH. If I was that junior girl I'd have shot him.
So he gets up on the stage, walks around with the girl, whatever. He's got this huge douchebag swagger and then his face is pure misery. My friend and I start to about piss ourselves laughing. He's still texting me when he lines up on the sides.
Finally he says "I think your friend doesn't like me." This is the senior who's going to the prom too. I replied "really. you think?" because that girl has made it plain from day 1 she can't stand him. He says "yeah. what's her beef?" I pause for half a second, then drop the bombshell: "she thinks you cheated on me."
I worked last night, and (in between giving the singer of the band the eye) I texted him telling him if he needed to escape prom madness, he could come to work to hang out, since my job was down the street from the hotel the prom was at.
He hasn't texted me since, but I saw on the junior girl's Facebook that prom was miserable for her.
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