And… that.
London didn’t answer as she sprinted from the stage, and I was delivered to the principal's office for a lengthy discussion on acceptance. The term upper limb difference was used no less than fifty times. It was not my finest moment.
“Making fun of my daughter’s limitations is pathetic. Don’t you think?” he glowers. I still haven’t caught his name, but now it’s too late to ask.
He’s wrong. I didn’t make fun of her. I also have never thought of her as being limited in any way. She can do anything. She’s stronger in her right arm than half the guys in our school.
“I’m also friends with the principal,” London’s dad continues. “She’s told me some interesting things about you.
I bite my tongue. That’s unfortunate. Principal Beatty is not my biggest fan. It may have something to do with me driving her car onto the football field last week. Or when I released fifty chicks in her office two months ago.
“She informed me all about you, and of the girls you date and dump. You will not do that to my daughter.”
To be fair, the last girl I dated dumped me. Unless I misread that conversation as well and Alyssa still thinks we are together. I should probably talk to her. “Of course not. I’d never hurt London.”
“I know what kind of boy you are.”
That’s interesting because I’m still trying to figure that out myself. I open my mouth to protest, but he’s not done yet.
“You are not good enough for my daughter.”
That one sentence slices through me as if he stabbed me with a knife. That was evident the first day I met Sunny. She’s so different from the girls I regularly date, but that’s one of the reasons I like her so much. She’s genuine with everyone she meets. You don’t have to worry if she’s going to talk about you behind your back because she won’t.
“If you like her and have any respect, you’ll leave her alone. Don’t ever talk to my daughter again.”
That’s a bit harsh.
I furrow my brows. “Just to be clear… I can’t take London to prom?”
His eyes bulge, and his face turns red.
I take that as a no.
“Get off my property!” he hollers.
I sprint away, taking a quicker route to my car by stomping a rose bush and vaulting over a fence. As I run, I realize something truly awful.
He’s right.
There goes my sunshine.
Chapter 2
Lonon
“Youlookincredible!”Monicasqueals. “I can’t believe you’re going to prom.”
I honestly can’t believe it either. And with Sean, no less. He’d been so cute, and almost shy when he’d asked me two weeks ago after English class. I was so shocked I couldn’t say no. Last I heard he was dating Alyssa, the cheer captain.
“You could come too, you know,” I say.
“And be a third wheel? No, thank you.” She screws up her nose and I laugh. “Besides, my mom said she’d give me the money I would have used on a dress for a new laptop, and I really need that laptop for college.”
I nod. I know how passionate she is about school.
“Good idea. It’s kind of sad I’ll only wear this beautiful dress once.” I sigh at the lavender material. It’s got spaghetti straps and a V-neck, both things my dad was not happy about, but the full-length, tulle skirt ends in different layers, giving it a young and fun, but also classy look.
“You definitely need to wear that again. It would be a crime to lock such a beauty in a closet.” Monica pins up my hair on the left side with a beautiful rhinestone celestial sun clip I found online. I’ve got a matching sun sticker on my prosthetic arm. I hope Sean notices.
