(valele) This would be the new one-shot I had planned, except for a slight difference – Pyro will now be writing a second part for it, making it a two-shot! Yay!
Anyway, enjoy, and this is the story featuring NewJonasLover11
(pyrolyn-776) A/N: Okay guys, this part was written entirely by Valele, an awesome authoress! So, if you like it, all the thanks goes to her, okay? Now the second part, I'll be posting as soon as I finish it! I hope you like this new co-written two-shot, and it can be found in Valele's profile too, so drop her a review in her own profile if you can!
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I looked through the dresses on the rack, feeling quite desperate even though we'd just started looking. It was that time of the year again; prom, and my mom, my friend Casey and I were going dress shopping. We'd only been at the store for an hour, but I'd already tried about fifteen dresses, and I didn't like any of them.
I'm usually not this picky, but this was my prom, to which I was going with Shane. Do you understand my distress now?
"What about this one, Mitchie?" my mom asked, holding this bright pink horror. I love my mom and all, but she has no taste whatsoever.
To my left, Casey stifles a laugh while searching for her own dress. She had already tried several dresses on, but wasn't very happy either. Why did prom have to be such a big deal?
After another hour of looking, I finally found a dress I loved. It was really long, down to the floor, and fitted. It was this beautiful shade of green, and it had these lace designs on the bodice.
I tried it on right away, and it looked amazing, according to my mom and Casey, who were commenting on how flattering it looked on me.
After I bought the dress, we went back to looking for a dress for Casey. We were at one of those big stores that have so many dresses, it takes the whole day to find one, and we still had a lot of dresses to look through.
I was looking through dresses with Casey, making fun of the weird ones, when my mom came over to us, holding a teal dress that looked puffier than anything we'd want to wear. But when she let us see the whole dress, we were both awestruck. It had a fitted bodice and a long, puffy skirt. It had a low V neckline, and the details on the bodice were so gorgeous, no description could make it any justice.
Casey tried it on, and we just knew that it was the dress for her. And so we left the store with our prom dresses, feeling very happy with ourselves.
Whoever thought of making prom way before graduation was a genius, because this way, we could worry about prom before worrying about our finals.
The day of prom, Casey, Sierra and I got ready together. They'd slept over the night before, and we'd gotten facials and manicures and pedicures and all that. My mom, besides being a great cook, was also really good at doing people's hair, and I was good at doing make up, so we'd pretty much saved ourselves a lot of money from going to a hairdresser.
I hadn't seen Sierra's dress yet, so when I saw her come out of the bathroom in her dress, I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped. She was wearing a dark red halter dress with a big skirt, and embellishments on the bodice. The dress had the same designs diagonally on the skirt. Sierra looked amazing, better than I'd ever seen her look.
"Wow, Sierra!" I said. "You look amazing!"
"Thanks," she said, blushing slightly. "You guys look great, too"
Since we were all ready, but our dates weren't here yet, we listened to music and danced around the room (carefully) while we waited, getting ourselves psyched for prom.
"I can't believe we're going to our own senior prom!" Casey exclaimed. As soon as she said that, the doorbell rang.
The three of us squealed excitedly (we rarely do that, I swear!) before going downstairs.
Casey went first, greeting her long-time boyfriend with a kiss. Sierra went down next, and said hi to her date, our friend Jeremy. And then I went down, my heart beating wildly.
The first thing I saw was Shane, standing by parents, talking to them. He couldn't see me yet, so I took a moment to admire him. He was wearing a tux, of course, with a vest and tie matching my dress. He was carrying a box, which I guessed had my corsage in it.
I kept going down the stairs, and when my mom stopped mid-sentence to look at me, he turned around. His jaw dropped to the floor when he saw me, but he regained his composure immediately, and helped me down the last couple of steps.
"You look amazing," he whispered into my ear, then kissing me lightly on the cheek. I hugged him, the realization that this was my prom and I was going with Shane finally sinking in.
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So? What'd you think? Review, please! And go check out pyrolyn-776, because she's an amazing writer who has some really good stories on her profile (Spell is one of my personal favorites!)
So? What'd you think? Review, please! And make sure you check out Valele because she's an amazing writer who has some really good stories in her profile. (Way Too Deep is one of MY personal favorites!)
I thought it'd be funny to leave both author's notes in there, especially 'cause Pyro mirrored mine, hehe. Anyway, the dresses are all on my profile, so go check them out!