Jason gave up his hopeless search for his prom queen. He walked back to his car at the school and hopped inside. He drove back home where he parked outside in the street. He trudged through the front yard and made his way to the front door. When he reached his room he emptied his pockets and peeled the tuxedo off of himself. He went to be in just his boxers.

The next morning his alarm blared and he slammed his hand down upon it. He rose out of his bed and slowly made his way to the shower where he tossed off his boxers and stepped into the cold water. The water ran over his bare body, rejuvenating his skin. After several relaxing minutes in the shower, Jason stepped out and dried off. He checked himself out in the mirror as he always does. He went back to his room and threw on some jeans and a simple white tee shirt. He quickly made his way down the steps and into the kitchen where his father sat at the table reading the paper and eating breakfast. He looked up at Jason and gave him a friendly smile and "Good Morning." Jason smiled back. He reached in the fridge and grabbed some orange juice which his father already poured for him. Jason liked his father. He was always a nice guy, but ever since his mother passed, Jason's father focused more on taking care of Jason because he didn't want to lose him. Jason drank the entire glass of juice and tossed it in the dish washer. With that being done, he grabbed a granola bar and made his way out to his car.

He drove to school and parked a street over. He checked his phone and saw the time. He had a minute to make it to class. Jason broke out into a jog and got inside the building. He was about to go to class when he saw some fellow jocks making fun of a girl. He knew the girl, but never spoke to her. Jason caught up with her "Hey! Allison wait up." He stood beside her "How are ya?" He wanted to have a conversation with her for once. He really wanted to talk to the Cinderella girl, but he knew he would never see her again.