“Yes?” I asked leaning back against my locker and crossing my arms. “The Fall Formal is coming up,” she said with a gleam in her eyes. Oh, no. “It’s a month away. That hardly counts as ‘coming up’,” I tell her. I wasn’t planning on going, but it is right after our last game. If we win the championship, I know the team will talk me into going. As they do every year. “Have you got a date?” Claire was a nice girl, but that didn’t mean I wanted to take her to the Formal. I’ve had relationships before and with the way things are at home, they never work. I’ve stayed away from them since. “Not yet,” I answered with a smile. The smile seemed to relax her. Good. If I had to take someone, it would probably be Claire. However, I wasn’t going to ask her just yet. The warning bell rang. “Catch ya later,” I said before I walked off. Oddly enough, I love being at school. It means I’m not home with an alcoholic dad. Even though school bored me to death sometimes, it was better than being there.
