I had shallow hopes of ever dating Danny, a boy I really liked when I was told that I had to wear glasses. Glasses. I felt as if my life was over. My world had turned upside down. I believed that boys seldom made passes at girls who wore glasses. I hated my glasses. I tried not to wear them when in class but I couldn’t see what was on the blackboard. Everything was blurred. I had no choice but to wear the wretched things. And now Danny walks past me as if I’m invisible.
I recently had two marigold moments. The first was when I babysat for the first time. One of my parents’ friends, the Thompsons asked me to watch their kids for a night. I was nervous but my mother told that I’d be fine and not to worry. She dropped me off. I chatted with the Thompsons for a while and they seemed very confident that I would take good care of their children which made me feel better. I knew that I had undertaken a huge responsibility and had seen enough movies to know that things could go wrong.
However, everything turned out very well. The kids were great once they warmed up to me. We played lots of fun games and then it was time for bed. I told their parents that we had fun and that they were well behaved. The Thompsons were very grateful to me and said that the next time they needed a baby-sitter, they would call me. That made me feel good to hear that and it made me realize that if I could trusted with big responsibility such as taking care of kids I could be trusted with other big responsibilities too. I have since been asked to babysit the Thompsons’ children a couple of times and other families’ kids too. And just the other day, Mrs. Jones asked me to cover of her at the flower shop while she ran some errands. I ended up getting a summer job there.
My other marigold moment was when David asked me to the prom. I didn’t want to go with him because he was lanky. He had shocking red hair and too many freckles. Not wanting to hurt his feelings, I told him that I would think about it.
When I went home that day, I told my parents when we were in the living-room. My brother and sister had gone to bed. My father asked me, “Why do you think the other boys didn’t ask you to the prom?”
“The glasses,” I said.
“And how does that make you feel?” Mom asked.
“Awful of course. If it weren’t for these stupid glasses, Danny would have asked me to the prom. Instead he asked Cynthia who had been asked by two other guys. She’s going with Danny because she knows that I like him.”
“Do you think Danny is worth the trouble if he would only ask you to the prom if you didn’t wear glasses?” Dad asked.
“I think he is,” I replied defensively. “If he were to change his mind and ask me to the prom, I would accept.”
“You would rather go the prom with a guy already asked another girl than with the one who asked you in the first place? Bree, I’m very disappointed in you. Your Dad and I raised you better than this. What if no one else asks you to the prom? What are you going to do then?”
“I hadn’t thought about that.”
“Do you want to go to the prom?” Dad asked.
“Of course, I do. I think everyone is going. I don’t want to be the only one who doesn’t”
“Then, why don’t you go with David?” my mother asked.
“It’s only for one night,” my father added and received a censorious look from Mom.
“Don’t go with David because you’re desperate. Think about how you would feel if you were in his place.”
“What’s wrong with the guy anyway?” Dad asked.
I described David to them.
“So, he’s not a looker like Danny,” Dad muttered dryly. “Is that any reason to reject him?”
“When your Dad and I were in high-school, I had to choose between going to the prom with him or with Bill, the handsome and very popular quarterback. I chose your Dad because he was he was charming and he made me laugh. Bill was a nice guy but I fell for your father instead. I’m not saying that you have to date David but how about giving him a chance? Maybe you’d get to like him.”
“But, he’s always so awkward around me.”
“Maybe he’s like that because he likes you,” Dad suggested. “Guys sometimes act weird around the girls they like.”
“I’ll sleep on it,” I said. “Goodnight.” I kissed them goodnight and went to my room. I lay awake for a while, thinking that this was a big decision for a teenage girl. Did I make the right one? Should I go to the prom with David because I didn’t want to be the only girl who didn’t go or should I turn him down and stay home and watch Anne With an E on Netflix?
I woke up the next morning. I had reached a decision. My parents didn’t ask what I had decided but I promised them that I would tell them later. As soon as I had a chance, I went in search of David and when I found him, I said to him, “I’ll go to the prom with you.”
He smiled. “I’m glad to hear that,” he said. “Elizabeth Perry asked me to go with her but I told her that I had already asked someone else. I didn’t mention that it was you.”
I stared at him in shock. Elizabeth Perry, the most popular girl and according to most of the guys, the prettiest had asked him to the prom? “I can’t believe it that you would rather take me to the prom instead of Elizabeth,” I said.
“I wanted to take the prettiest girl in the school,” he replied with a smile.
He thought I was the prettiest girl in the school even though I wore glasses while Danny treated me like I was invisible. I was completely bowled over by this.
As we stood there talking, I couldn’t help noticing what unusual eyes he had and that the red hair and freckles didn’t bother me anymore. He had a really nice smile and he wasn’t acting awkward. There was a confidence about him which I found very attractive. I’m happy now that I’m going to the prom with him.
David and I went to the prom and we had a blast. He’s a terrific dancer and such a gentleman. We even hung out with Danny and Cynthia for a while. Cynthia even whispered to me, “You and David make a cute couple.” I laughed and thanked her and told her that she and Danny looked good together.
When the prom was over (which was at 11pm) and David took me home in the stretch limo, walked me to the front door and as we stood facing each other, he said, “Thanks for being my date to the prom. I had a really good time.”
I smiled and said, “Thanks for asking me. I had a really good time too.”
“I was wondering if you would like to go to the city festival with me tomorrow?”
“I’d love to,” was my immediate response.
After he told me when he would pick me up, he kissed me on the cheek and left. For the rest of the night I was on cloud nine. I gave my parents a full account of the night’s festivities and when I told them about my date with David, they smiled like two Cheshire cats.
After the city festival, David and I began dating. We plan to attend the same university so that we could be together. We are inseparable. My family likes him and his family likes me.
I should mention that I don’t mind wearing the glasses anymore. They helped me to see that David was the perfect guy for me.