My Last Night

           I can’t believe it! I was the girl who sat alone in the cafeteria. The girl who was left standing after the captains had picked their teams for a game of dodge ball in gym class. The girl who was the butt of everyone’s jokes until I grew breasts and became one of the most desired girls in my high school, and now I was getting married. Unbelievable!

Tonight my friend Victoria is throwing me a small bachelorette party. Just my two closest friends, Claira and Victoria (of course), will be there. We are meeting at Favian’s Bar & Grill to eat some real food before drinking our way through the downtown strip. At the end of the night, and the end of the strip, we will be crashing in the Princess Suite at the Kingdom Hotel. I am excited to have one more night out without feeling guilty for leaving my husband home to fend for himself. Not that I am not excited about getting married to Keegan I am ecstatic.

I actually tried to steer clear of Keegan throughout school, however, teachers made this quite impossible. They seemed to always want to seat us in alphabetical order. Our last names were so close I always got stuck being seated next to him. Now, I have to admit, I wasn’t the hottest chick around during middle school and most of high school, however, if you talked to Keegan Moore you simply were not cool. I didn’t want anyone else to have another reason to pick on me, so the sensible thing for me seemed to be not to talk to him. That was until junior year when Keegan-the-geek became Keegan-the-hottie. He stopped wearing green high tops and got contacts. He also buffed up and his voice got deeper. It was then I was thankful for alphabetical seating. As the rest of our high school years passed we became pretty good friends.

After graduation Keegan threw a pool party and that is when we became inseparable. Three years later I got engaged to Keegan Moore, now a tall, handsome, well-respected black man with dark brown eyes and muscle that bulges from under his clothing. I can’t believe that I am engaged it is still sinking in. I constantly think about the night he proposed.