I WAS SITTING ON A BENCH INSIDE our terrace Saturday night. I didn't attend the spring formal. No one's expecting me there anyway. I raised my feet on the bench and hugged my legs. The night was windy and cold.
I was watching the light where insects were buzzing around. I didn't bothered to turn my head when I heard the door creaked open.
"Aren't you going tonight?" Dad said and sat in front of me.
"No." I said without interest.
"Why?" I looked at dad and wondered why. "It only happens once in your life. You should enjoy life as a teenager."
"I won't be enjoying there anyway." I murmured.
It was the first time for a long time that dad talked to me.
"Dad, I. . ." I paused thinking if I will tell him or not. Dad looked at me waiting. "I like someone in school but he has someone alre
