The Guy From Prom (Novel)

Ali’s POV

I looked at them seeing their reactions, Sara looks a bit numb, but Hunter looks like he has waves of hatred in him. I was unconsciously backing away a bit from the table. I was wondering and I came to the conclusions that Jared and Tom were such good friends because they were so similar, even pertaining to their girl friend issues. A lot of guys must have loved, or believed that they loved Sara to a degree in high school. After all she was the most popular girl in school, social and perky. Hunter still looked spiteful, hateful even, as he got out from the table, and out of the restaurant. Sara was looking to nowhere and in a daze.

“What happen in High school Sara?” I looked to her in the car while Mattie drove us home.

“I think it was my fault, me and my big mouth…” She placed her head in her hands and just groaned. “I was so stupid Ali, he sent me a letter and placed it in my locker, after reading it, and I wanted to tell him in person that I didn’t feel the same way, although the poem and everything was beautiful. But Tom got a hold of it while left it on the lunch table and when he asked, I defended him which made Tom ballistic.”

Now I understand the situation, but probably Tom must have said a lot more to Hunter that was not true, which made him hate Sara so much. Once we dropped her home, I and Mattie curled up on my couch with a carton of ice cream. We just sat there like children in a sleep over, talked and of course coked around. We started out of the blue to play truth or dare. I loved this game and since this game is only played by two, no one could spill out a secret without taking the blame. The spoon (since we were too lazy to get a bottle) fell to me for the first question and I picked truth.

“Why did you stay with Jared for so long?” I looked and searched his face and it was a complete serious face.

“Well… I wanted the security. The sake of having someone…” He just nodded to that and I spin the spoon next. It falls again to me and I lightly cursed as he laughed his head off. I picked dare this time, since I wanted variety, the game is no fun without it. He told me to take a chili, the hot little green one from my kitchen. Then he told me not just to eat it, but to chew it slowly for about 5 minutes, before I can swallow it. When I started my mouth was burning and even my ace turned red, after about 3 minutes Matte was backing out of his ingenious dare, and told me to stop. I swallowed the chili and screamed for the ice cream, which Mattie shoved in my mouth, splattering some to my face. I swallowed that to and wiped my face with a wet tissue. I glared at him and sat down with a pout. He patted my back and spins the spoon. And to my delight it feel on Mattie this time, I winked at him as he sighed.

“So truth or dare Mattie?”

He looked to my smiling face and said his answer.

“Dare?” This was just too good to pass up.

“Well Mattie, I want you to walk up to my next door neighbor, his name is Mr. Blur and ask him out. Don’t worry, he is straight and has a wife who is off somewhere on a Cruz.” His mouth was gaping like a wish out of water.

“But, but… That is so bad!!! How could you!!!”

“A dare is a dare honey, so go and do it.” I pointed at him to march to the door, which he did with his head hung down. We walked across the hall and he knocked on the door while I hide behind a pillar. I feel like a kid all over again. Mr. Blur answered the door and looked puzzled at Mattie.

“Well sir… I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me.” I couldn’t help little giggles slipping from my mouth, Mr. Blur and his wife Martha has always been such good people who act almost like an uncle and ants to me. He looked passed Mattie, to the pillar and to me.

“Alisa dear, what have you done to this poor boy.” Well he could call Mattie a boy because he’s about 60 years old, Ok we can move on.

“Well Mr. Blur, we played truth or dare and I dared him to ask you out…” At that he burst out laughing and shook his head.

“Alisa you never seem to grow up, wait till I tell Martha about this… Now the two of you go home and…” Before closing the door he looked at Mattie.

“Be safe…” and the door were closed. My mouth was open wide and so was Mattie’s, Mr. Blur thought that we were going to have sex. Mr. Blur just gave us an advice on se… I can’t even think it. We walked back in silence and I can see that Mattie’s face was as red as a lobster. I spin the spoon and it feel on him again. He picked truth in a heartbeat. I looked up at him and what Hunter told me came to mind…

“Do you love me?”