Her name is Grace, and she’s perfect in every way possible. Her laugh makes you happy on the worst of days, and her smiles can brighten even the darkest of nights. She’ll stay by your side no matter what, and when she hugs you, it’s as if all your troubles fade away into her warm embrace. This perfect girl… is currently having the time of her life with somebody else.
“Did you come to prom to sulk over Grace dating Matt?” a voice asks.
Nicholas Mitchell, startled, looks to his left, and finds Ruben, his friend, staring at him disappointingly.
“Everyone’s been looking for you. They wanna see you dance,” Ruben says in a desperate attempt to distract Nick.
Nick, sulking, begins to look back at Grace. “It doesn’t make any sense. I’ve been her best friend since we were kids. I’ve been with her through thick and thin. I know everything about her! I’m the one that should be dancing with her right now!” Nick says angrily.
“Forget about her! Come on!” Ruben says as he drags Nick onto the dancefloor. The song ‘summer of 69’ plays as Ruben begins to dance embarrassingly, making Nick crack a smile. Eventually, Nick began to dance as well as his once sad demeanor transformed into a playful one. They danced for hours until finally it was time to leave.
“Hey, I’m gonna head home,” Ruben says, exhausted. He pauses for a little bit, then looks at Nick.
“Nick… you said you were Grace’s best friend, right? Start acting like it then,” Ruben says bluntly as he walks away.
Nick, shocked, thinks about what Ruben just told him. He was right. He had been a poor best friend to Grace just because she didn’t like him. Feeling guilty, Nick sits down. Suddenly, he hears sobbing. He turns around to find Grace cover her face with her hands as teardrops rush down her cheeks. Immediately, Nick gets up and rushes towards her.
“Grace, what’s wrong?” Nick asks. Grace raises her head, and her once pained expression forms into a shy smile.
“I haven’t seen you in a while,” Grace says in a playful yet pained expression. “Matt’s been… seeing other people,” Grace says, as she begins to weep uncontrollably. “I saw the text on his phone… I knew I shouldn’t have looked but…”
Nick, shocked, hugs Grace tightly. “I’m sorry I haven’t been there for you. Seeing you with Matt…. Either way, I’m here now,” Nick says softly. “Where’s Matt?”
“He’s outside,” Grace says between her sobs. “He told me he’s gonna tell his friends how much of a slut I am.”
Suddenly, a surge of energy ran through Nick. Nick got up and stormed outside, anger radiating through his body. He looked around the parking lot until he found Matt, on the phone, leaning against the wall.
Nick walked towards him.
“Hey, Matt!” Nick yells as he approaches him.
Matt, startled, turns to his left, and is greeted by Nick's fist punching his nose as hard as he could.
“When you talk to your friends tonight, tell them that Grace’s best friend is the one who broke your fucking nose!”