Chasing Seagulls

{April 30, 2009}   Prom Night

In an earlier post, I mentioned that I stole my prom dress. This reminded me of my prom and I thought it would make a nice story.

C. hooked me up with my date. The first guy she asked wanted to know if he was “gonna get any,” so he got scrapped. The second guy, S., was a winner. I knew who he was but had never really spoken with him. He was a skater that my brother used to hang around with. We didn’t officially meet until the day of prom, so I guess you could say I had a half-blind prom date.

The festivities began at C.’s house. C. had gotten 3 hits of acid from her date, B., so we each dropped one after we finished getting ready. The guys got there and we started drinking. S. didn’t do drugs and C. told me not to let him know that we were on some. While S. and I were hanging out in the back yard, C. and B. were in her room doing meth, which I didn’t find out about until later. I wasn’t into that sort of thing at the time, so I wasn’t too interested when she told me, anyway. After a few drinks, we all piled in the car and headed to prom. When C. got in the car, she told me that she had taken the last hit of acid, which was a little rude, since she was supposed to share it with me.

C., B., and I started tripping on the way and it didn’t take S. too long to figure out. He didn’t get upset about it, though, and actually started fucking with me. He would look out the window and then slowly turn his head in this weird way and look at me. It was freaky, but funny. He also had this tic that he didn’t seem to be faking, which was 3 quick shakes of his head while he was talking. C. told him to stop doing it, and he said she sounded like his mom. I just ignored it because I wasn’t sure if it was something he could control. I still don’t know if it was real or not.

He also introduced me to The Mad Circle Game. The concept is to make a circle with your thumb and forefinger and try to get someone to look at it. If you do, you get two quick rabbit-punches in the arm. The only rule is that it can’t be at or above eye level. So we started playing. He kept getting me repeatedly through the night, and both of my arms were bruised by the end of the evening. I think I counted his wins up to about 85 times. I was able to get him once. I had been trying all night, but he said no one had gotten him in a long time. But while we were talking in the car after the dance, I made the circle near my foot and he looked! I was so excited! Finally!

Back to prom… I don’t remember where it was held, but when we first got there, we posed for pictures. C. and I each took one by ourselves and then all four of us posed for one together. If you look closely at the photo, you can see that B., C., and I all had huge pupils… And S. looked pretty cool himself. He had blue hair, a safety-pin in his lapel, and was wearing skate shoes with his tux.

When we got inside, I found out that I had a pretty popular guy. Everyone was saying hi to S. like he was the star of the school or something. I saw my best friend from junior high and she was a little shocked at my buzz-cut. We had gone in two different directions from the time that we were friends. She was a little more goody-two-shoes than I was.

The acid really helped everything look as beautiful as it was intended, so I can truly say that my prom was magical. Everything was so pretty and colorful! I told S. that I didn’t want to dance because I was still a little shy in those days. But because I was tripping, he managed to get me out on the floor before I knew what was happening. I’m glad I did, though, because it wouldn’t have been right for me to go to prom and not dance. It was nice and, while we were dancing, he brushed his lips across my cheek, the only liberty he took all night.

After we left, we went to IHOP for dinner. I ordered a hamburger, which they served open, and according to my brain, the cheese was moving. I told my friends what I saw, so whenever I would try to take a bite, they’d all say, “Moo!” It was so funny, I don’t think I was able to eat very much.

After dinner, we all went back to B.’s house, where he, C., and I each dropped another hit of acid on a sugar cube. Then we went out to watch the sun come up. We ended up back at C.’s house, where S. and I stayed up for a while talking. He told me that he hadn’t really thought of me too much because I was just a sister of a friend, but after hanging out with me, he thought I was really cool. He was probably the best date I could’ve had. He was nice and fun and didn’t expect too much. I had a great time.

Prom Theme Song:  Wonderful Tonight — Eric Clapton

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