Why.

Once apon a time a boy showed up at a girls door. He asked her if she wanted to go to prom with him, and she said she would call him. The girl did not know the boy well at all, and she didn't really want to spend a bunch of money to go and spend hours with him at a crappy small town prom. She also didn't really know if she'd feel comfortable dancing with him.

The next night, she called the boy and told him that it was nice of him to ask, but that she wasn't really interested in going to prom with him. He said okay, and hung up. Thirty miuntes later he called back and tried to convince the girl to come. She said no again, and they hung up again.

The girl was very frustrated. She gets really sick of having to do things like this...but I guess it was the right thing to do.

And so good prevailed over evil, and everyone but the boy for that evening lived happily ever.

The End.

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So Indeed, I had a little bit of prom drama. I have to admit, I was half-way excited about the prospect of maybe having to buy a dress, but I'm glad I decided not to. I just bought toe nail polish as Target tonight insted.