it's that time of year

It was almost homecoming. But Valentina wanted to make her own dress.

"But why?" asked Robby in Spanish. To Valentina's surprise, she had someone to speak with her in her native tongue. It was fun when not everyone at school knew what they were talking about. "It'll stress you out."

Oh, he thought he knew her, did he?

"I have to do it myself," she told him she couldn't find a dress that she liked anywhere. She'd scoped online places, gone to the thrifting places she knew. Perhaps she could put too dresses together.

"Just like in Pretty in Pink." He remembered it was her favorite movie. However, she didn't really like the prom dress. "It was just too retro." Valentina knew she could make a better one. And she would.

"But time is ticking," Robby said there were flowers to order and what about his tux. Guys were taking measurements for those rentals.

She told him she could take care of that too.

Robby shook his head. Then he laughed. "Yes, you are amazing, but seriously..its prom." He asked if she was wanting him to get a limo.

"Of course, not." She looked at him blankly. "No, I'm fine, just going to the diner." She wanted to go there before the prom and afterward for ice cream.  "But you..you need to find Rosie a date."

"What?" Robby winced.

"Her boyfriend is in Chicago and he wants her to go to homecoming. And I don't want her to feel she's the third wheel either." Of course, Valentina couldn't think of anyone.