When last we spoke of homecoming, it was a miserable moment in the world of Roo.
It seems, however, we must speak of homecoming again. This time, OUR homecoming, not the homecoming of some other school that we decided to essentially crash.
OUR homecoming is different. OUR homecoming is a fun dance to go to, even if you don't have a date.
But it helps if you have friends going too.
And so it was that the Roo-girl found herself on Saturday afternoon, planning NOT to go to OUR homecoming because her cheer buddy (a year older than Roo) didn't want to go and they decided to plan an evening of dinner and a movie.
She and her friend (a girl we will call Jessie) decided it would be fun to have their makeup done ANYWAY at the local mall. So off they went.
It was during this lunchtime expedition that the Roo-girl found herself invited to join the crowd in a limo going to the dance. Not Jessie's grade or her crowd and no room in the limo for more than just Roo.
Jessie told Roo that, OF COURSE, she should go. After all, her makeup was already done.
And so Roo came home all excited that the homecoming dress with bad memories from two weeks ago would be redeemed at OUR homecoming, which will be FUN.
You know, of course, that Jessie's enthusiasm for Roo going to the
dance was a front. In fact, she actually was quite upset that Roo had
dropped her like a hot potato abandoned their plans for dinner and a
Alas, I see both sides.
I am glad Roo went to the dance. She had planned on it from the beginning. She had the dress and the shoes. She had been making elaborate plans with her friends that eventually were dropped when Jessie decided she didn't want to go after all.
And I'm sorry Roo went to the dance. She hurt her friend and is taking a lot of guff from her other friends as a result.
Have I said recently how much I hate teenage girls?