Sonny's POV
"Hey, ready for our date?" Chad flirtatiously leaning against the door to my dressing room. I sighed and stood up, revealing my cute, red, knee-length dress. He wore a fancy suit, that pefectly matched his beautiful blue eyes. Wait, I didn't think that, you have no proof.
"You look beautiful." He said, looking up and down my body. I felt self-consious. I never felt this way. What's happening to me?
"Not so bad yourself." I said. What's going on with me? I'm not throwing insults at him, I'm just giving him compliments.
Chad brought me closer to him, and I giggled. He held my waist and he placed his lips on mine. I passionately kissed back. His lips were so ...
Fluffy?
I woke up and found myself smooching with my pillow. I looked at my surroundings. I was still in my dressing room. I was wearing the dress for the date with Chad. It was two hours later than the time he was supposed to pick me up. Did he forget about me? He just stood me up, didn't he?
"Fuck you too, Pooper." I whispered to myself. Yeah, I wasn't supposed to curse, but it was only this time. I promise, I'm a good girl.
I walked out the door and skipped down the hallway. They were empty, as if Chad didn't bother to run down here and apologize like our first date.
That night I walked home, feeling lonely inside. Chad really did stand me up. But back in Wisconsin, you don't let no boy mess with your heart. I'm trying not to let him hurt me, but he still is. He's the reason for the tears that are spilling right now, even when I hate his guts. I just don't know.
I hummed along to a song from Selena Gomez, a great friend of mine. It was Round and Round, and it was stuck in my head. I realized it perfectly matched my situation.
We're going Round and Round, we're never gonna stop going Round and Round. We'll never get where we're going. Round and Round, well you're gonna miss me, cause I'm getting dizzy going round and round and round.
I sighed and continued to walk. My heels clicked against the concrete ground.
"Ugh, can you shut up?" I whispered, annoyed. I hated to wear heels, especially because of the noise it makes. I took off my high heel shoes and walked down the pavement with my bare feet. It was better than those damn heels.
I reached my home and plopped down on the couch.
I never thought that would say this. I felt hurt that Chad stood me up.