The days that followed the game flash by in a blur. The energy shifts from school spirit to the romance of Prom that is right around the corner. I can't shake the feeling that something isn't right.
As I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling lost in thought, it comes to me. My dress for prom. I haven't tried it on in a while to make sure it still fits. In a panic I throw open my closet door and pull out the garment back. I unzip it to reveal a gorgeous blush strapless dress.
I shed my clothes and carefully remove it from the garment bag and pull the zipper down. I step into the dress and it easily slips up my thighs and over my butt. My sigh of relief gets caught in my throat though as it gets tighter and tighter as I pull it up and into place over my chest. Reaching behind myself to pull the zipper up, it stops a few inches short from the top. The dress no longer fits.