My Not so Fairytale Prom Weekend

                                          My Not so Fairytale Prom Weekend

Every girl expects prom to be equivalent to a fairytale. I for one use to until this year. My prom experience this year was a nightmare. Last weekend was suppose to be my fairytale prom. On Saturday I had my own prom (Norton High School), but I also made a commitment to go to my boyfriends prom (Xaverian Brothers High School) on Friday. I said I would go before I even knew the date because I knew he wouldn’t want to miss his senior prom at his school as well as mine because he is friends with everyone from Norton. What are the odds of them being on the same weekend? When I found out they were on the same weekend my biggest worry was finding two dresses.

For the Friday prom I figured I could just get dismissed an hour early to get ready for it, completely forgetting that last year my friends were late to school the day before prom and had to stay after as many minutes they were late. I went to Mr Zini, the assistant principal, and asked if I could get out an hour early. The answer was no. I explained that I was going to the prom that started at 6:30, I don’t get home until 2:30 and the pictures were 45 minutes away in Dover, leaving me an hour to get ready. Everyone knows girls take at least an hour to get ready on a regular day never mind prom day! I was already frustrated with the two proms one weekend ordeal. I called my step mom and asked her to call the school to make sure. The answer remained no. Prom for Coyle and Cassidy High School is on a Friday and all the people going to prom have a half day while the rest remain in school. I would only be missing my last period class. We watched a movie the whole class anyways which frustrated me even more. I wouldn’t object to a compromise. Detention for the rest of the year would have been ideal rather than having to get ready in an hour for a formal event. 

Friday came and I woke up sick with a sore throat and stuffy nose. I went to school and stressed myself out the whole day. Every time someone would ask me about prom my mind would start racing and thinking about all the stuff I had to do in such a short amount of time. Considering I had an hour to get ready I didn’t have time for a hair or make up appointment and had to do it all by myself. I stuck it out and was thankfully ready in time. Saturday wasn’t much better, I was even more sick and didn’t want to go at all. I blame all my stressing out for the reason I got sick. Ever since that weekend I will never go to another prom again. It wasn’t even fun for me. All of my stressing out took away from my fairytale prom experience.