The First Dance

So – I had spies, as Auntie was there for a while, and scored me a photo of them together – as the pup says “When we were still happy!” Because her over protective cousin apparently “went off on [her] date!” because he’d promised to dance with her, and then didn’t. So now…

“If he DID like me, He’ll probably NEVER LIKE ME NOW and I’ll be a laughing stock of the school because I’ll be known as the girl with the overprotective brothers and cousins and…”

… The other two were EASY. I… don’t think I’m ready for this amount of drama… *L*

But, home for two seconds, and she’s on the phone with her BFF, talking it all out…

“It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have asked him to dance..”
“It’s not your fault! He promised!”
“He didn’t promise, he just said he would…”

Me: SIGH.

It’s not the end of the world, of course, and she DID have fun, “Right up until they went off on my date!” *L* Aaaahhhhh, hormones. Gotta love em.

She says she had a good time, for most of it, which is better than an awful time for all of it. So we’ll just have to accept that for what it is. 🙂 Specially as she’s not allowed to date, anyway.

[Though if I were her cousin? I’d watch out on my next date, else The Pup opt for Revenge… just sayin!]