i refused to feel any kind of sadness over the fact that i was n't going to prom , but i had-stupidly , embarrassingly-thought of finding margo , and getting her to come home with me just in time for prom , like late on saturday night , and we 'd walk into the hilton ballroom wearing jeans and ratty t-shirts , and we 'd be just in time for the last dance , and we 'd dance while everyone pointed at us and marveled at the return of margo , and then we 'd fox-trot the hell out of there and go get ice cream at friendly 's .