My dearest Witty sisters,We all hear about from friends and family how AMAZING your high school Prom is. But how amazing is it, really? You don't really know until you experience it for yourself.My Junior Prom was held in a cramped wedding reception with little outdoor space. The music had over exagerrated bass - the sort of music that you hear in dance clubs. My boyfriend came close to getting a severe headache everytime we were indoors and they happened to put the heavy bass back on, so we spent much of the night outside talking. To top it all off, I've been sick for the past week.However, even with all of this going against us, it was one of the best nights of my life.I saw one of my best friends break up with her boyfriend a few days before, only for him to take her back a day later <3I saw one of my other best friends ask out the perfect girl for him <3I saw both of my brothers enjoying themselves because they could finally have a night alone with the girls of their dreams <3And I saw a simple country girl blossom into a beautiful princess <3That simple country girl was me. I've always hated dances. I've always hated dresses. I don't know why, there's something in my head keeping me from enjoying them.But last night, my past was forgotten and I enjoyed myself. Even with my sister trying to ruin my day, I ended up being one of the happiest people on the planet.My boyfriend's sister transformed my straight & fine locks into beautiful curls. As soon as I put on my dress, I felt like I could take on the world.And as soon as I saw my boyfriend in his tux, and saw the way he was looking at me, I fell in love with him all over again.My Prom might have sucked, but it's the way that my boyfriend and I approached the night that made the night worth while. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him for one minute, I felt complete with my prince by my side. Yes we took dorky photos. Yes, I almost stabbed him with his boutonniere. Yes, I was sick out of my mind. Yes, my curls were deflated by the end of the night. But we made the best of it. He was the ultimate gentleman - he even ordered my dinner for me - he opened and closed the car door, he helped me out of the car, he helped me up and down stairs, he never once let go of my hand, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of me. I felt like a princess, and for once everything felt right. Prom isn't about location and music - it's about your date and your friends and your dress, and the memories that you make.So keep your chin up sisters. Prom IS everything that we've been told, and more. <3Love,Me
MaxineWeasley