waiting for & running late (8/100)

I've been waiting for 45 minutes now, and he's still not here. I'm pacing back and forth in my mother's black stiletto heels. A couple more steps and my footprints will be permanently indented on the floor. Where is he? He said 7, right? Or was it 7ish? Either way, it feels like it's been forever. Forget it, I guess I'm not going to the prom tonight. It doesn't matter if he has a "good excuse", or if he promises that he'll somehow try to make it up to me. Who does he think he is, standing me up like this? Does he know how many guys I turned down for him? I doubt any of them would be late like this. He better be on his knees, begging me to go with him. Once he gets here, I should make him nervous, keep him waiting. I won't answer the door right away. I could pretend I'm still getting ready? No, that's stupid, I already look amazing. Ugh, I'm so mad right now I could scream. This is so embarrassing. I wish this was happening to literally anyone else. I don't deserve this, not tonight. This is the last time I ever go out with someone who doesn't have the audacity to plan ahead. How hard can it really be? Especially for guys, it usually takes them less than 10 minutes to get ready. I can't call him, I refuse to look desperate. It's not like it's my fault he's late. Unless I changed his mind? Come on, think. Was there something I did? Something I said? I hope he didn't hear those rumors about me, they're all lies. I- Wait a second, was that a knock? I open the door, forgetting to give it a few minutes. "Where-" Orange. Why's his skin orange? He's like a traffic cone, no, a creamsicle! Oh wait, how long has my mouth been open like this? Close it, be upset, not in shock. Put that drama class acting to good use. "Where have you been? You're an hour late." He doesn't apologize. He doesn't say anything, there's just a confused look on his face. "They changed the time to 8. Didn't you see the post?" he said. I must not have been paying attention to my phone, other than looking at the time. "Oh, I didn't know." I guess I was worried for nothing. He's on time, early even. But the orange, a creamsicle shade to be exact. Should I bring up the spray tanned elephant in the room? " Wow, you look beautiful, are you ready?" Great, now I can't say anything, not after he complimented me. "Thanks, and yeah, I'm good. Let's go." I grab my clutch, he opens the door for me, then the car door, and it's a night to remember. And the entire time, no one said anything to him about, you know. I was hoping somebody would mention it. Was I so caught up with almost being stood up, that maybe I overreacted about that too?