High School Homecoming....or Rather The Mum

At 15,  unlike most of my peers I had not had a date.  My parents were firm that I could not date until I was 16.  I really didn't care.  Boys made me nervous.  The thought of having to create conversation for the span of a date was overwhelming to me.  It was Homecoming week, the Cheerleaders had spent the afternoon in the hot girl's gym, behind the band hall, decorating for the dance.

By some fluke, I had once again made twirler.  In high school the image had much more pressure.  One of the pressures was having a mum to wear on my uniform for Homecoming. Nancy Dunten had taught me to dance...but I had no date and that meant I had no mum.   I had subtly suggested to my parents that they  might buy me one, however my mother's attitude was "No date, no mum....deal with it."  I was trying to.  Not having a mum for Homecoming was a big deal, not because of the date or the dance, but because I did not want to be the only twirler in the band, marching on the field, with no mum.

I could hear the chatter in the stands, "Oh someone doesn't have a mum, who is that, can you see who it is?  That is Jan Greenlee!!  She doesn't have a date for Homecoming!  That doesn't surprise me one bit....my daughter says she is such a mouse."
"Well my son said...." and so it would go, with my parents sitting in the middle of it, taking it all in, slightly amused.

Shelly Fox, who was a Junior twirler, told me not to worry, she would find me a date.... groan.  I didn't want a date, I wanted a mum.  On the afternoon of Homecoming, at the end of 5th period, Shelly came through, she had gotten me a date with Chris, who was also very quiet and in band.

I was sick.  First of all I had been in Driver's Ed with Chris and he had almost killed us all.  The thought of going anywhere in a car with him scared  me to death.  He was from a huge family who had a van, and I knew my mother would not let me go on a date with anyone who had a van.

Finally, after band he came and talked to me. "I'll meet you at the band hall after the game, I can't by you a mum, I don't have any money."  And...he was gone.  No one understood.  Now I had a date, but no stupid mum.  I had agreed to the date, so I would not be the only twirler without a mum, at least I didn't have ride in the car anywhere with him.  Now I would have to brave the humiliation anyway.  

My dad picked me up that afternoon with his cheery, "How's your day?"
"Terrible, I got a date for Homecoming but he is not getting me a mum.... I will be the only twirler without a mum."
"Well if that is the worst disappointment you ever have you will be lucky."   No one understood.

The band members were assembling at the band hall to march to Etheridge stadium, when my dad dropped me off on the circle.  I reluctantly got out of the car.....everyone was standing around talking....mum ribbons, swirling in the wind, hanging to their knees.  I was mortified I had the stupid date but no mum.  I heard a girl call my name and turned to see Kay, Shelly's sister coming up to me.  "Here Jan..... it's your mum!"  I was stunned as she pinned it on my uniform.
"Chris told me he couldn't buy me one?"  Kay just smiled and looked at me. "Well you just never know!" I never knew where it came from.  I think the twirlers must have taken up a collection to get it for me. The band marched at halftime presenting the back ground for the crowning of the Homecoming Queen.  I marched proudly with the mum ribbons fluttering all around.

After the game I changed clothes and met Chris at the band hall, we walked to the girl's gym where the Homecoming Dance was in full swing. After a few minutes of standing by the wall in the, Chris looked at me like he was in severe pain and said, "Ya wanna dance?"
"Not really."
"Good, I'll get someone to take you home."
And he did, although with the fog of the passing years, I really don't remember who it was.