one step closer

I'm not really the type who gives up so easily. Confused as I was, I knew I had to try again. So the day before prom, I went to your house again.

Adam and Drew told me you went of somewhere and that you'll be back after a few hours. I decided to wait. We we're playing Counter Strike when the phone rang. Adam answered it. When he came back, Drew asked.
"Who was that?"
"Mom. Said she won't be home for dinner so we'll have to fix oen ourselves."
"Where's your mom at, by the way?" Nash inquired.
"At the mall with Allie. Their picking up her prom dress." Adam snickered.
"She going then?" I wasn't able to contain myself, though I tried to sound unaffected.
"Yeah. I heard her talking to her friend Heather that she turned down all guys who asked her. Called them all idiots. That's our sister. Dunno how she got so tough. Anyways, she actually didn't wanna go. But all cheerleaders must, so she thought if she can't find a decent partner, she'd try and convince you to take her out." Adam said.
"Me?" I almost stuttered.
"Yeah, you brother. She didn't talk to you about it?"
"No." I said quietly.
"She thought you wouldn't mind taking her. Yeah, well. Anyways, I dunno why but all of a sudden, Mom was telling us Allie's accepted Rob's invitation."
"Rob Sternberg? Another quarterback?"
Adam gave him a disappointed assent. They both shook their heads.
"I'd be happier if she stuck to her original plan. I mean, you wouldn't mind taking her, right Ty?"
"Uh. No. But if she's going with someone well.." I really wouldn't. I didn't notice i was pressing the joystick so hard.
The terrorist was dead, and the three of them were shouting at the top of their lungs. I won the game, but I lost the battle.

I skipped prom.

You were the prom queen. And Rob was the prom king. Over lunch the next day, I said congratulations.