30 Week Picture Challenge - Week 4

I know I'm late posting this week.  Jeez

A picture of your favorite night

I didn't have a picture to go with my story, so thank you Corbis Images for letting me borrow it

Ok, way back when I was still in high school, many of my friends knew of my off/on relationship with my now husband.  Yeah, it was a real roller coaster of fun...

Anyways, my senior year I was still a school nerd and went to the Homecoming dance that they held in the cafeteria after the football game.  I hung out with Freddie and Wanda and was having an ok time.   Wouldn't you know it Jeremy would happen to walk through the door at that moment, and on the arm of another girl!  I was determined to ignore him, but for some reason he wouldn't let me.  By the end of the night I was waiting in the school parking lot for my aunt to come pick me up.  Jeremy offers me a ride home, but I refused and reminded him that he came with someone else.  He walked up to the little skank, said something to her, and then she punched him in the chest before storming off with her friends. He then told me he was free for the night.

At that moment my aunt drove up to take me home.  She saw Jeremy and I talking and gave me "the eye".  I told her that he had offered to drive me home and she smiled at me.  She told me my mother wasn't home so I could go hang out with Jeremy for the rest of the night.  I was reluctant at first, but eventually agreed at the thought of being alone with Jeremy.  My aunt drove off and Jeremy and I hung out at the school a little longer.  We soon left and started toward my house.

When we finally reach the dirt road that led to my house Jeremy pulls over under a lone street light and parks the car (oh great, right?).  He then blares the radio and practically drags me out of the car.  We're both standing by the driver's side door when he starts to sway back and forth with me.  Confused, I asked him what he was doing.

"Since I didn't get to dance with you at the actual dance, I figured I would get the last dance here."
"You don't always get the last dance, ya know."

"Yes I do."

So we danced/hobbled right there on this dirt road in the middle of the night. I don't remember what song was playing, but I know it seemed to go on forever.  Maybe I was too busy questioning his motives or thinking something was going to attack my leg at any moment.  I know when it was over Jeremy kissed and told me he loved me; swore we would be together of course.  We then got back into his truck and dropped me off for the night.  It was late, but the rest of my family was still up.  I didn't feel like talking and just went straight to my room.  My mom wasn't back from her date yet so I was alone and thought about my night.

I hung out with a boy. Alone.  In his car.  Past curfew.  And he so wanted me.  Ha!

So, long story shortened, this was one of my favorite night because it was one of the first events that got Jeremy and I back together for good.  It wasn't long after this we started to get serious and end up where we are today.  Not to mention this was one of the first nghts I got to go out and be a teenager.  I went to a dance and rode home with a boy and we stayed out past curfew.  I felt like I had lived! (I know that's pretty sad but I had a sheltered high school life)