Narrative Essay On Prom Night

My story begins on May 10th, 2008, in a hotel room located off of highway 35 in San Antonio, Texas. I am currently 17 years old and it is prom night. Of course you’re wondering what I am doing in a hotel on prom night instead of being at actual prom, well unfortunately I was banned from prom because I had been expelled the previous week for getting into a fight, but that’s another story. This is a story about the one of my best nights turning into my worst days of my life. So it is Friday night and the party has just begun. We have all the great makings of a great High School party, music, refreshments, cigars, and girls. The only thing that was missing was my best friend taking his sweet time to get there. Soon I would forget that he was …show more content…
So the first thing that was on my mind is trying to figure out who this was and how I could get here away from this guy that she came with. So I pulled my sister to the side and asked her if she knew who she was unfortunately my sister had no clue. So I just fell back for a while now, at this time the party has really started to come together and more people start to show up. My boy Jarvis finally showed up with more cigars so I stepped outside to smoke with him and tell him about this girl I had been eyeing all night. When we went back inside the party I noticed that the guy she came with was dancing with another female while she was sitting at the spades table looking all lonely so I knew it was my chance to pull up on her. So I told my sister to let me take her spot on the table so I could talk to her and she said “bet”. …show more content…
So eventually I got her to warm up to me and I asked her name she said “Brittney” with a smile on her face. I didn’t waste any time, so I asked her “who’s that guy that you came with?” She said who “Levi”. I said “yeah, who’s that”? She said “oh that’s just my brother and as you can see he’s not paying me any attention to me right now”. As she said that I glanced over at Levi getting a lap dance from the girl he was dancing with earlier and he chunked me the deuce with a smile on his face. So after they got tired of my partner and I running the spades table, I asked her if she wanted to go to the room so we could talk since the party was so loud. She was kind of hesitant and asked what about her brother. I looked over and didn’t see him anymore so I automatically assumed that he had made his way downstairs to the other room with his new friend. So about five minutes go by of us being in the room talking, my sister bust into the room yelling “bro get dressed Jasmine coming upstairs now hurry up”. At this point you’re probably wondering who Jasmine is well at the time this is my girlfriend who is already upset that I wasn’t able to go to prom with her due to my