Storytime:

There’s a kid named Harry who I periodically bother. I pretty much make Harry pretend to be my boyfriend and I keep asking him to prom, at which he gets flustered every time. It’s a very gentle sort of bullying, but he’s expressed his consent, so it’s kind of funny. So I walk into class today with my new haircut and the kid sitting next to Harry goes, “Just try saying no to prom with Tara now.” Needless to say, my self confidence went up like 500%.