The events leading up to one hell of a prom to remember
Two Left Feet
Hello Readers! My name is chuck, and this is a mostly fictional story about my senior year in high school, This is my first time writing, so please give me some feedback. Also important note, this being the first part, there's not any sexy-time in this part, so if you're looking for immediate gratification, then i'm sorry to say you're in the wrong place. I'm trying to build characters as i know them in life, almost all the characters are people i actually knew then, and i will be changing a few names so if they go here i'm not embarrassed. Whoo, i'm sorry if it feels like i'm a longwinded writer, and yeah on with the show.
High school had come and was almost gone in what felt like the blink of an eye. Charlie was not in any way concerned with graduating, or being held back, he was the schools third smartest student this year. That put him in his ideal position, most of the bragging rights, and he didn’t have to give a speech as valedictorian, or salutatorian. Life was good. Obviously his parents didn’t think the same way: “Why couldn’t you just try a little harder and be the valedictorian?” they’d ask every chance they got. It didn’t bother him, he’d learned to tune them out during middle school.
Back to the present, it was almost time for graduation, Charlie(or chuck to his friends) was sitting pretty, and had little to do for the few weeks left to go.
It was at this point that Chuck realized a few things. One, he had few exceptional memories about high school, no girlfriends, no one time deals, not even any fun outings with a girl he liked. Second, prom was soon coming up, and he had no date. And three, what was (to him at least) the most important: he could not dance to save his life. Most people probably would have thought him an idiot for worrying over so seemingly trivial a thing, but in his(and a few classmate’s) mind, guy who couldn’t dance at the prom was a loser.
A bit about charlie, he was a 17 year old hispanic guy with relatively long hair, and an average build. Usually a good student, he’d somehow managed to keeps his grades exceptionally high the previous two grades, and was rewarded with a good amount of freedom in his activities. He was a virgin, but had had a girlfriend before(if a middle school girlfriend really counted). He was known by a few of his classmates to be a pretty awesome dude, but those were his friends, most others saw him as a rather awkward fellow.
“Oh well” he said aloud on his way between third and fourth period, “I’ll just see if I can’t get a friend to teach me something before the time comes.” He thought this for the rest of the day, and before he knew it the day was over, and he was waiting out in front of the school for their mom to pick them up.
Together they sat , and as always Chuck asked her,” How was your day Alex?”
To which she replied as always, “It sucked.”
It was routine, he was comfortable with it, and she would eventually open up about the events of the day to him.
Another six or seven minutes passed with her humming gently to one of her favorite songs, she’d put in her earbuds, and was happy in ignoring her brother for the moment. Chuck could have cared less, and was absorbed in his own thoughts. “OK so I know a couple guys will help me dance, so now for the other problem, who do I ask to go with me, and how do i ask them?”
That night, chuck was silent at the dinner table, which was nothing new, so nobody bothered him about it. His sister came to him afterwards as he casually completed some homework for the next day.
“Hey chalk guess what?” Alex said brightly.
“Yes little one, how can i help you?” Chuck said looking up from his notebook.
“I said guess what, so guess what.”
“There was a fight during lunch?”
“What? No, my friends are going to go to the movies this saturday, and they asked me to come along.”
“Which movie?” Chuck’s interest was piqued, some of Alex’s friends were pretty hot for ninth graders.
“I can’t remember, but that aside, I have a favor to ask you.”
“Yes?” he said, knowing full well where this was going.
“Could you come with me and ask mom so i can go?” she said while giving him the puppy-dog eyes.
“I think that whether or not she agrees depends on what movie it is, and who’s going. Do you know those things?”
“Well no not quite, but I bet you could convince her anyways.”
“You said it was this saturday?”
“Well it’s Tuesday, so i suggest that you make sure what’s going to be happening, and when you have that I’ll see what I can do.”
“Ok yeah I guess that works”
Wit that the conversation ended, she went to her bed, and he went back to his work.
The next day arrived and little happened: classes, lunch, more classes, waiting, home, homework, sleep. It did not go unnoticed to chuck that his sister was sullen throughout the day.
Charlie found a friend to help teach him about dancing, and he asked a couple of his female friends if they were going to prom. A few said no, narrowing his choices, but in the end he just left it at that for the day. Classes were over for the day, and chuck went to the usual place to wait. his sister was not there, so he waited alone for a couple minutes. After a while he began to worry, and decided to try and look around inside the school, maybe her class had gotten in trouble again.
As he walked about the near empty school, he spotted a few of Alex’s friends, and decided to ask them where she was. They saw him coming, and a few took off, in what appeared to be a hurry. His suspicion aroused, he chose his words carefully when speaking to them, and soon after was headed towards their last period’s classroom.
He arrived in time to see a boy push his sister down obviously against her will, he stormed into the class, and grabbed the boy by the neck, no small task as the boy was a bit taller than charlie at a solid six feet tall. Alex bolted from the room, hopefully to get some help, as helpful as surprise was, this boy was stronger than charlie, and would soon break out of the chokehold. Just as charlie’s arms felt like they’d be snapped off, and with a sore bump on the back of his head a teacher, Alex, and a couple of her friends arrived, and took them both to the principles office.
Thankfully their mom hadn’t arrived yet, but they were told she was rushing on her way there after what had happened. The boy was expelled, and arrested on the spot for assault, and attempted rape. Chuck was suspended for two weeks, for participating in violent behavior, but he was assured that he wasn’t really in trouble, but they couldn’t make an exception for him, and that he’d be a hero when he came back in two weeks.