Got a man, don't need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day
Looking at his reflection in his mirror Archer let out a tired sigh as he straightened his gray suit jacket. His bedroom door opened and he closed his eyes in anticipation, “Hah! Could you have put on a gayer outfit for your homecoming?” his brothers deep voice boomed from the hallway. Archer pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.
“Yeah, I could have worn your old football gear we all know they represent repressed sexual tension!” he quipped at his brother and turned to face the taller blond man. “What do you want Warren?! Aren’t you supposed to failing out of college somewhere else!” the curly haired boy pleaded, his voice was tired and annoyed. Warren’s eyebrows rose as he lent against the doorframe of Archer’s room.
“Woah woah, a little touchy there little brother. What’s wrong… the guy you wanted rejected you?” Warren asked with a rare form of sincerity in his voice. Archer rolled his eyes and let out another sigh.
“Not really… Whatever Warren just fucking leave me alone, I need to leave anyway!” Archer grunted as he stormed past his burly brother. Warren stepped back as to not be crashed into.
“Well excuse me for trying to give a shit!” He called after Archer as he rounded the corner and bounded down the stairs. Without even saying goodbye to his parents he was out of the house and in his car in a few seconds. After a few jiggles of his keys his decrepit car started and he made his way towards homecoming, where he would meet up with his makeshift date.
When the shock of being forced into a homecoming pair, Julie felt like it was actually a pretty interesting idea of sorts. The hard part was getting in touch with her date, with him having soccer practice and hanging out with Martha. After a few feeble attempts of talking to Andres at school, she had settled for communicating with the boy through texts and they had decided to meet up at the dance.
The majority of the day had been spent locked in her room with Iris figuring out Julie’s senior homecoming look. They had settled on an emerald wrap dress, keeping her makeup light with hints of gold and copper and letting her hair fall around her with soft curls.
“So, who is this Andres dude?” her sister asked as she lounged on Julie’s bed lazily reading a magazine as the younger redhead finished up her makeup.
“Oh you know… popular, sporty, charming.” Julie began as she added a hint of a rose gold blush to her cheeks, she stopped and looked at Iris through her mirror. “That sounds like he’s the most clichéd man in Florida. To be completely honest I don’t really know him that well… he is very busy.”
Iris looked up from her magazine “Huh?… that school seems just as crazy as since I left. I mean who in their right mind would pair up strangers for homecoming? It’s insane, especially after that one girl went postal on that car.” she scoffed.
Julie scowled at her “Marisol was under a lot of stress and wasn’t thinking clearly, she’s a very sweet girl actually.” she huffed.
“I’m sure she is…” Iris trailed of “What’s more interesting to know is who you would have gone with if you chose a guy. Maybe that Sonny guy you told me about?” Julie could sense her sister was poking around for something.
“No. No no no. Sonny? That is something that… just no.” Julie scoffed, surprised at her own reaction. “No I would probably just have gone with Chanel and like… April I guess.” she finished as she put her brush down and stood to face Iris. “So? Is this presentable?” Julie asked.
“Perfect, just one thing missing!” Iris chirped and took of one of her rose gold Hermes bangles and put it on her little sister. “Ok go have fun!” she smiled and smacked Julie on the bottom.
Archer drummed his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of his spotify list as he drove towards the dance. As he stopped at a crossing he saw a lone figure in green standing in a driveway in front of a huge beach house. Squinting, Archer realized it was Julie Macmillan looking concerned. Not really knowing why he pulled over and rolled down his window.
“Hey Red! What’s up? You look lost… in front of your own house.” he looked up at the huge house and then back to the redhead.
“Oh Hello Archie, I’m actually waiting for an über, but I think the driver’s lost… it’s stuck on 5 minutes… and has been for the last 15 minutes” Julie said waving her phone around and looking down the road to see if she could see the car coming.
Archer followed her gaze and looked back at her “Get in you can ride with me!” he said with a wave of his hand.
Julie eyed the rusty car for a minute before pressing cancel on her app and walked around the blue hunk of junk and got in the passenger seat. “Thank you this is a… uh nice car.” she offered meekly.
The car pulled out of the driveway as Archer laughed loudly at the girl’s comment “Yeah sure Red, thanks!” he chuckled as he looked at the mess in the backseat through the rearview mirror.
As they drove down the road the silence in the car was like thick mist around them and Archer hated every minute of it. “Uhm so… I wanted to apologize for yelling at you that one time.” he shifted uncomfortably.
“You’re fine.” Julie twisted her hands together in her lap “I deserved it, I have done some pretty dumb things during our time together at King’s. So in a way I’m the one who should be sorry.” She smiled.
Both of them took breath of relief when they finally arrived at the dance, and they finally could get out of the car. A lot of people had already started to arrive and were crowding around the entrance, and of course Archer spotted Ariel standing on the edge of the crowd avoiding eye contact with anyone. Archer motioned for Julie to follow.
“Ever the social butterfly Ari!” Archer smiled at his date as him and Julie got close to the raven haired girl. “You know Red from school?” he asked and pointed a thumb at Julie.
“Hi… Ariel right?” she smiled and offered her hand to shake. “That is a very pretty dress.” Julie twittered.
“Actually it’s Serafina…” Archer smirked knowing how much Ariel hated being called that.
Julie smiled even wider“Well a pretty name to match the pretty dress! I guess I should go find my date, thanks for the ride Archie!” she said with a wave and disappeared into the crowd.
“See you in there I guess! Should we head in as well?” Archer turned and asked Ariel offering his arm.