Cam to drive us home, that Robin made a big show of surprising me with pink roses and asking me to go with him.
Now that the excitement of the game is over, my nerves have all but dissipated and I'm just looking forward to dancing with him. We destroyed the visiting team. Robin threw four touchdowns, three of which were caught by Cam, and no one cheered louder than me. Except maybe my dad and Mayor Forbes.
When the game ended it was like a movie - the team lifting the heroic quarterback up on their shoulders to celebrate the resounding win in his last hometown homecoming game. But after just a minute or so, Robin jumped down and his gaze zeroed in to where I was hanging back on the sidelines, just smiling. He made a beeline for me, lifted me up and kissed me hard, right in front of everyone. It was my first public display of affection and it melted me. Robin was proud that he was dating me, and in this monumental moment in his life, it was me he wanted to share it with.
When the doorbell rings, my dad gets to it first, and I obediently hang back as he dotes on Robin and discusses the highlights of the game. Robin thanks him and politely excuses himself from the conversation to greet me. He kisses my knuckles and I blush as Robin tells my dad he won't have me out too late, not that my father cares, before leading me to his car and opening my door for me.
****
The dance is fun, but it turns out Robin doesn't really dance. We mostly hang out and chat with his friends while he keeps a possessive hand on me at all times - around my waist, my shoulders, at the small of my back.
Predictably, he and Maddie are named Homecoming King and Queen, and I clap for him and resign to hang back while the rest of the court is announced and they dance. Cam is announced as Junior prince, and he nonchalantly hops up onto the stage and takes his crown without enthusiasm. I clap even louder.
I'm shocked beyond measure when they announce the Junior Princess and my name is called. At first, I just start my cursory clap and don't even realize it's for me until Emmers and Courtney start pushing me toward the stage. As shock subsides, anxiety registers. Lacey is supposed to be princess, and I worry she'll be angry with me. Before I make my way to the stage, I look around and realize she's just a few feet from me. I offer her an apologetic look, but she's smiling, and though it doesn't reach her eyes, I know she's trying.
"Hey, it's better than losin' to Missy fuckin' Potter," she whispers to me, and I smile at her in gratitude.
When the court dance begins, I'm comfortably dancing with Cam, my prince, but I can't stop myself from glancing over at the king with his queen and thinking how good they look together. No wonder Maddie was practically snarling at me in the hallway all week. But Robin isn't looking at me, he's glaring at Cam, who, with his arms slung casually around my waist, doesn't even notice. It's only a minute into the dance when Robin taps Cam on the shoulder and asks to cut in. Cam looks at me for my okay, which I give without words, and he shrugs and walks over to an affronted Maddie, and smiles at her wickedly. I notice her blush and accept Cam's offer to dance with him instead.
****
When it's time to leave, Cam grabs my elbow.
"You're ridin' home with me," he says into my ear.
"What do you mean? I can't," I reply
"Forbes has been sippin' out of a flask all night. You're not gettin' in a car with him," Cam informs me.
Shit. Has he?
I saw his friend Tommy offer him a drink earlier and he took it, but I thought it was just the one. Now that Cam has mentioned it, Robin has had whiskey on his breath all night.
Suddenly I'm anxious as hell. I can't let him drive me home, I know better than that, and more importantly, Cam would never allow it. But I can't tell Robin I'm leaving with Cam, that'd never fly, and I can't let Robin drive at all if he's been drinking like Cam says.
"I'll take care of it," I murmur to Cam
Now that the excitement of the game is over, my nerves have all but dissipated and I'm just looking forward to dancing with him. We destroyed the visiting team. Robin threw four touchdowns, three of which were caught by Cam, and no one cheered louder than me. Except maybe my dad and Mayor Forbes.
When the game ended it was like a movie - the team lifting the heroic quarterback up on their shoulders to celebrate the resounding win in his last hometown homecoming game. But after just a minute or so, Robin jumped down and his gaze zeroed in to where I was hanging back on the sidelines, just smiling. He made a beeline for me, lifted me up and kissed me hard, right in front of everyone. It was my first public display of affection and it melted me. Robin was proud that he was dating me, and in this monumental moment in his life, it was me he wanted to share it with.
When the doorbell rings, my dad gets to it first, and I obediently hang back as he dotes on Robin and discusses the highlights of the game. Robin thanks him and politely excuses himself from the conversation to greet me. He kisses my knuckles and I blush as Robin tells my dad he won't have me out too late, not that my father cares, before leading me to his car and opening my door for me.
****
The dance is fun, but it turns out Robin doesn't really dance. We mostly hang out and chat with his friends while he keeps a possessive hand on me at all times - around my waist, my shoulders, at the small of my back.
Predictably, he and Maddie are named Homecoming King and Queen, and I clap for him and resign to hang back while the rest of the court is announced and they dance. Cam is announced as Junior prince, and he nonchalantly hops up onto the stage and takes his crown without enthusiasm. I clap even louder.
I'm shocked beyond measure when they announce the Junior Princess and my name is called. At first, I just start my cursory clap and don't even realize it's for me until Emmers and Courtney start pushing me toward the stage. As shock subsides, anxiety registers. Lacey is supposed to be princess, and I worry she'll be angry with me. Before I make my way to the stage, I look around and realize she's just a few feet from me. I offer her an apologetic look, but she's smiling, and though it doesn't reach her eyes, I know she's trying.
"Hey, it's better than losin' to Missy fuckin' Potter," she whispers to me, and I smile at her in gratitude.
When the court dance begins, I'm comfortably dancing with Cam, my prince, but I can't stop myself from glancing over at the king with his queen and thinking how good they look together. No wonder Maddie was practically snarling at me in the hallway all week. But Robin isn't looking at me, he's glaring at Cam, who, with his arms slung casually around my waist, doesn't even notice. It's only a minute into the dance when Robin taps Cam on the shoulder and asks to cut in. Cam looks at me for my okay, which I give without words, and he shrugs and walks over to an affronted Maddie, and smiles at her wickedly. I notice her blush and accept Cam's offer to dance with him instead.
****
When it's time to leave, Cam grabs my elbow.
"You're ridin' home with me," he says into my ear.
"What do you mean? I can't," I reply
"Forbes has been sippin' out of a flask all night. You're not gettin' in a car with him," Cam informs me.
Shit. Has he?
I saw his friend Tommy offer him a drink earlier and he took it, but I thought it was just the one. Now that Cam has mentioned it, Robin has had whiskey on his breath all night.
Suddenly I'm anxious as hell. I can't let him drive me home, I know better than that, and more importantly, Cam would never allow it. But I can't tell Robin I'm leaving with Cam, that'd never fly, and I can't let Robin drive at all if he's been drinking like Cam says.
"I'll take care of it," I murmur to Cam
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