When somebody says Homecoming, the first thing that comes to a person’s mind is the dance and the homecoming football game. Nah, I don’t care about the latter. What I will be talking about is the dance that I attended to.
First of all, the Homecoming Night 2017 is one for the books for me, personally, because it’s the first and last time I’ve ever attended homecoming. That being said, I tried my best to find somebody to go with since I did not receive any kind of “HoCo Proposal” from a guy. Hahaha. Not that I was eager to have one, but I accepted the fact that it did not really happen. As the common saying says, “You can’t always get what you want.” I only started asking my friends a week before the event but unfortunately, most of them were not interested to attend. Thank goodness, one of my friends said she was going. I had a sigh of relief.
Upon receiving this information, I immediately went to find a dress the day before Homecoming, which was on a Friday night. I’m so glad I did not have to spend a whole week finding a dress because I already found one in the first store I’ve gone to. It’s a black, laced dress, with a red cloth underneath, and a below-knee length. I even bought a red necklace to complement the color scheme. I was wearing a pair of Vince Camuto gladiator shoes.
Andrea, my dear friend who I went with to the dance, texted me and said that we were gonna meet at The Cheesecake Factory in The Woodlands Mall at 4:30 in the afternoon to have some kind of a photoshoot. It just so happened that it was our family friend’s birthday party and I needed to attend it as well. I just asked her if we could meet at school and she agreed. After the party, my family and I went to Red Robin to have dinner before they would drop me off to school. As I was checking my friends’ Snapchat stories, I saw that Resan was there too. I sent her a text message saying I was in the same place and as I looked over my shoulder, I saw her facing the other way so there’s no way she could easily see me. I texted her to say that she should look over her shoulder too and she finally saw me. Together with Cesi, whom I’ve met a year ago when we went bowling in Bowlero, they ran towards my way and gave me a hug. It feels nice to run into my two friends in an unexpected place at the unexpected time. Sadly, they didn’t want to go to Homecoming because they thought it was boring when they attended during freshman year. Although they gave a feedback about it, their feedback did not become a hindrance for me to not go to the dance. We took pictures and I left the restaurant in an instant because it was already 8:30 in the evening.
After 5 minutes, I arrived at school and the fancy welcome sign surprised me. I showed my wristband, which served as the ticket to get inside. The music was loud, and people were gathered in the commons (cafeteria during lunches), without tables of course. I texted and called Andrea but due to the loud music, she was not able to answer my calls right away. After a little over 10 minutes, she answered and told me where she was. Finally after a long wait, I saw her. She introduced me to her few other friends and we formed a circle to dance together. We definitely enjoyed throwback songs from the early 2000’s and 2010’s. I, however, am not a fan of the modern rap songs we have today so I’d say it’s the only thing I didn’t like about the event.
I have no words to describe how much fun I had during the Homecoming dance. It’s basically like the students’ night my previous school in the Philippines has every year, but for Homecoming we had to wear an appropriate dress. Homecoming is like prom except all grade levels can go, and it’s less splendid than prom. The dance finished at exactly 10:30 p.m. and I called my mom to pick me up. It was already late at night but it did not become a problem because my house is just 5 minutes away from school.
So yeah, this is how my Homecoming 2017 went. I thought it would be cool if I share this experience with you. I feel so accomplished that I was able to go since it’s my last year in high school. It was a “now or never” situation for me deciding whether I should go or not. I did not want to miss my chance, so I showed up.
Wait for me, prom! You’re next!