Here is the first chapter of my story, Prom Date.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

March 14th, 2015, Saturday

"Prom is three weeks away and I still don't have a date!" I sighed, while laying on one of my best friends's bed. Rose was busy playing on her phone when she turned to me.

"I know what you mean, I need one too but I have no idea who to ask. Maybe we should just ask some underclassmen to be our dates."

"True. I just want three things for my date. 1. He has to be somewhat attractive 2. He has to be taller then me and 3. He has to know how to grind on the dance floor." I stated.

Rose just smiled. Prom had been all we talked about since the beginning of January. She knew what I wanted since I have stated those three facts for about a month.

"Why don't you just go with Jacob again? I'm sure he would go again with you." She looked at me questionably.

"He doesn't want to go with me, I heard he was asking Angela anyway," I said.

"Does that bug you?" she asked

"Not really." I answered truthfully which surprised me.

I went to prom last year with Jacob and during that time I had a major crush on him, and it went till the beginning of this year. He knew about it too. He didn't want to start something that would eventually end right after graduation and I believe he never really felt those kind of feelings towards me. I was completely over him now, but I'm afraid he still thinks I like him. Though I think dating Mike (a friend of his) a few months back kind of ended that, I hope.

I just wanted to have a fun senior prom! It was our last dance of high school ever. I wanted to make memories that I would keep with me, when I was old and grey. I didn't want any drama. Going with a guy you kind of like or who likes you leads to a whole heap of that. Maybe asking a underclassmen would work. Nah, I'll just wait a week and a half till prom. If no one asks me, then I'll just ask a underclassmen.

"Why not go with Mike? You guys ended as friends."

"It would be to weird to go to prom with an ex. Plus I think he is going to ask Mary anyway."

"I get where your coming from. Yeah it would be kind of weird."

I just nodded.

After just laying around at Rose's house for another hour or two talking about random things. I decided to head home. When I arrived my parents were in their bedroom asleep since it was almost midnight. My brother was still up, playing on his mini iPad. Doing whatever the hell little thirteen year olds do on electronics. I slip on pajamas and washed my face. I was exhausted and ready to fall into a deep slumber. Though I felt the call of Grey's Anatomy, calling me to turn on my laptop to watch it. It was hard to resist. I flipped open my laptop, already feeling defeat from the call of Netflix. I told myself that I would only watch 2 episodes. Those 2 ended up turning into 4. I eventually fell asleep, with my laptop wide open asking me if I wanted to continue the show.

March 15th, 2015

I woke up to the smell of bacon and the sound of my parent's muffled voices downstairs. Groaning I got up and stumbled all the way into the kitchen.

"Sleeping Beauty has awaken," my dad said. I just glared at him, helping myself to cup of coffee. Which was completely empty. I glared at that stupid machine for making me half to wake up completely naturally.

"If you would get up earlier, you would have gotten a cup," stated my mother.

"What's the point of weekends then?" I grumbled back.

"I can teach you how to make it." my mother answered.

"Nah, I'm to lazy right now, maybe later?"

My mom just ignored me and went back to talking to my dad. I fixed myself a plate of breakfast and sat down at the breakfast barn, deciding to play on my phone while I ate. Rose was finally up it seems and she was texting me for the answers of our physics homework. I told her to just look up the answers online. Our teacher didn't know how to teach shit. We were all stuck cheating, and when I mean all, I mean every single person that takes his class throughout the day. Even the really smart kids have to cheat. It's not like he cares either. I mean our tests are two days long and we just all really talk to each other to get the answers. He obviously knows too, I mean we don't do much to hide it either.

"Honey, are you ready for school tomorrow?" I glanced at my mom, I just shrugged my shoulders.

"That wasn't an answer."

"Of course I'm ready for school tomorrow." Happy with my reply she got up from her seat and went down the hallway to her room.

I spent the rest of the day washing clothes and preparing all my gear for soccer tryouts tomorrow. I was so excited to start. I just had a feeling in my gut that it was our year to beat one of our biggest rivals, the Lapush Timber Wolves. They had won the last 8 years against us. We were so close to them last year, they ended up beating us in the Region Championship Game 1-0. They had lost a lot of seniors, while we had only lost one and we were easily able to fill her spot. Rose and I are the only two seniors, so I'm hoping to be Captain this year. I don't want to jinx it, so I decided to think of other things, like what I'm going to wear tomorrow.

I searched through my closet, finally finding something I had bought over spring break, in Missouri while visiting my grandparents. It was cute, pink and simple. I finally set everything out for the morning, packed my school and soccer bag, and then left my room to go find what was for dinner. My mom told me it was make your own, so I decided on just a sandwich with a glass milk. I spent the rest of the evening working on homework and watching Netflix. Before I knew it, it was 11:00 and time for bed. I fell asleep with dreams of me holding a gold trophy, surrounded by my whole soccer team.

I just want to let everyone know that Edward won't show up until the third chapter at least.

Let me know what you think, Tell me what I can do to improve my writing, please don't be to mean about it though.