Brookside High Prom Bulletin

Dear Prom,

I might not be able to attend you this year, or probably the year after or the year after that, but that doesn’t mean I’m not still TOTALLY PSYCHED FOR YOU!!

Sorry. Ahem.

It’s just that when I think about you, my stomach does little flips. Like the nervous excited kind, not like the gymnastics kind. And watching the anticipation build in the hallways has just been getting me more and more excited!

Then I remember that I’m not going, and I’m a little less excited. But only a little!

When my turn rolls around, I don’t want to be unprepared. For instance, this weekend I might have tried on a few Prom dresses . . . just a couple! After all, it’s important to know your colors and what works for you!

Periwinkle blue? NOT my color.

So, Prom – I look forward to meeting you one day.

Love,

Tess

P.S. You know my brother, Lloyd, right? Does that ring any bells? Well, he still needs a date, so if you could just cut him a break . . . that would be amazing.

Labels: date, dress, Lloyd, Notes from the Underclass, prom, Tess