A/N: Hey everyone! Welcome to my first ever story! I'm so excited and nervous to start this, but I reckon it's time to take the plunge and try something new. Before you start reading, I'd just like to say that this is unbeta'd. I'm new to fanfiction and still trying to find my footing on everything, and quite frankly this whole beta stuff gets me confused and anxious. So I hope there aren't too many errors, I'm pretty good at English if I may say so myself. Also, I'd like to add that this story is based heavily on the movie 'Prom'. I enjoyed the movie and when I was watching, all I could think was 'Edward and Bella need to do this.'

So, without further adieu, I present to you, Can I Have a Corsage with That?

Disclaimer: Last time I checked, I am most definitely not Stephenie Meyer. She owns Twilight and Disney owns Prom.

Prologue

Most little girls dream of the perfect wedding day, the most important day of their life. The perfect dress, the perfect location and most importantly, the perfect partner. But for as long as I could remember, I always dreamed of the other most important day: prom. The same things were required, but this one came sooner during the wonderous days of your youth.

A night where you laughed and danced with your friends and swayed to the gentle rhthym with your date. I always wanted it to be perfect, and I planned everything meticulously so that nothing could go wrong. I was going to make this night perfect for everyone else as well, a night they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

And everything was perfect, everything was going to plan.

Until Edward Cullen suddenly barrelled into my life and messed everything up.

But I was determined to make this years prom the best one ever, even if it meant imagining several ways to kill Cullen every time we were forced to spend our evenings together.

Edward and I were just going to have to learn to work with each other and get along.

Until death do us part.

Chapter 1

I admired my newly-made poster one last time before pinning it to the wall in between Tyler Crowley and Lauren Mallory's lockers. I ran my hand over the paper to smooth out any lumps and smiled in satisfaction at my handiwork. The word 'Prom' stood out in bold black letters, surrounded by shining, glittering gold stars and a midnight blue blackground that could easily catch anyone's eye that happened to be walking past. It was the last one I had to hang up around the school, but I was proud of the hard work and effort I had put in to making them. Being in charge of organising the prom wasn't an easy feat, but hey, someone had to do it, and there was no one more committed to making this event possible than me.

I hitched my bag further up my shoulder and made my way to the girls bathroom, needing to make a pitstop before heading to the cafeteria to meet my friends. I immediately stopped short at the sight of Rosalie Hale in all her wonderous glory, surprised to see her just seemingly standing there looking at her reflection in the mirror. She turned toward me quickly and plastered a smile on her face, trying to appear as if everything were normal. Her eyes still looked sad though, and I wondered what was wrong with Forks High's most popular girl.

"Hey, Bella." She greeted me quietly.

"Hey, Rose." I grinned, trying to cheer her up just a little bit. We weren't exactly the closest of friends but we had both grown up together in this little town, and even though she was with the 'in' crowd, she was still nice to everyone. I mean, I wasn't exactly a 'nerd' or a 'geek', but I wasn't insanely popular either. I was just normal, plain Bella Swan, nice to everyone and on the Honor Roll, always taking care of things.

Speaking of taking care of things...

"Oh hey, the votes for prom king and queen came in today. Not going to give anything away, but you and Royce should probably start preparing speeches." I teased.

Her eyes dimmed even further at the mention of her boyfriends name, but she quickly recovered and smiled back.

"Yeah, good try on being subtle there, Swan. But thanks for the heads up. We can't have the prom queen stumbling out her lines, can we?" She laughed.

I chuckled and shook my head enthusiastically. I didn't think Rosalie Hale had stumbled over anything ever.

The future prom queen looked in the mirror one more time, smoothing back her already perfect blonde hair and puckering her glossed lips.

"Well I better get going. Places to be, people to see, you know the drill." She gave me a tight lipped smile before scooting around me and out the door. Something was up with her, but I honestly didn't have enough time to worry. There was only two weeks until prom and I still had so much work to do. I was in charge of pretty much organising the whole thing and had gotten a lot done with the help of a few people. A couple of the decorations still needed to be made though and Eric Yorkie, the guy who had helped me make the last lot, had just broken his leg yesterday trying to jump from a trampoline into a tree on a dare. Needless to say, I didn't think Eric would be quite as handy as he was before, what with the crutches and whole cast thing. I had no idea what I was going to do, and to top it all off, the guy I wanted to go with still hadn't invited me.

Mike Newton, when are you ever going to ask me?

I dropped my bag on the floor of my bedroom and sighed tiredly. The rest of the day had gone pretty smoothly, but there was still no word from Mike. He had smiled at me and said hey, and as far as I knew he didn't have a date, so I didn't understand why he hadn't asked me. We had always been pretty friendly and I'd always had a little bit of a crush on him. He was probbaly considered Forks Golden Boy, as he was the star of the football team but also on the Honor Roll. Totally not yout stereotypical jock; smart and good at sport. Both Alice and Angela agreed that he would ask me any time now, but the days until the date of the prom were dwindling and I didn't want to end up going alone. Both my friends had steady boyfriends that had immediately asked them as soon as the date was announced. Jasper and Ben were both good guys, and I was happy for my best friends. I was also insanely jealous sometimes, but I'd never deny the chance for them to be happy.

I wanted prom to special. It was something I was going to remember for the rest of my life and I wanted it to not only be perfect for me, but for everyone else as well. It was the night where we all forgot what we'd been labelled for the last few years, and just all came together in that one decorated room and danced and laughed until we couldn't take any more. It would be the night for hidden kisses and romantic whisperings as your partner held you close and swayed you gently to that lame slow song that you secretly thought described the current situation perfectly.

I wanted, needed, everything to be perfect.

I took out the day's homework from my bag and spent a few hours replacing prom thoughts with mathematical equations and the values of miosis. I paused when I heard the front door open and slam shut, signalling that my dad was home from work and I needed to start on dinner. I loved him to death, but he couldn't cook a meal to save himself. I'm pretty sure if I left him to make even the simplest of meals, he'd somehow find a way to set the cereal and bowl of milk on fire.

I ran down the stairs - managing to stumble only once - and smiled at the sight of my father. I thought the sight of him all dressed up in his Chief of Police uniform was about the cutest thing ever and I never grew tired of teasing him about it.

"Hey, Dad. I'm just gettin' started on dinner now, I was thinking lasagne, your favourite. Whaddya reckon?" I asked.

He gave me a grin and a kiss on the cheek before grabbing a beer from the fridge and heading towards his favourite overstuffed armchair to catch the latest baseball game.

"You treat me too well, kiddo. Don't know what I'd do without you," he mumbled.

I laughed as I started to gather the pots and pans for dinner. "Either live on pizza and beer for the rest of your life or whither away to nothing because you can't handle the heat of the kitchen."

He took a swig of beer and laughed, shaking his head back and forth which sent his moustache wobbling. "You're right about that. I guess I'll have to learn to cook before you go off to college."

My smile slid off my face without permission. I wanted to go to college, don't get me wrong, I just didn't want to leave my dad here all by himself. It had just been us two since I was five years old, when my mom had walked out on us in hopes of fulfilling her bigger and more important dreams outside of this podunk little town. She occasionally sent birthday and Christmas cards when it convenienced her, but she was basically completely out of my life. Last I'd heard, she was married to some minor-league baseball player and following him all around America like the perfect wife. Whatever, back to the point. Dad had always shown me the importance of getting a good education and we'd both been working towards it from the moment I started kindergarten. He wasn't pushy or anything, just always encouraging me to give one hundred per cent and making sure I completed at least an hour of homework every night. I wasn't allowed to go to parties either, but I didn't see that as major loss anyway.

Although he'd never actually said it, I think he wanted me to get out of this town eventually. Get out before I wound up pregnant and with a kid at eighteen, just like my mom did. Neither of us were stupid, we knew Forks didn't exactly offer a wide range of careers for me to flourish. He wanted me to get out of this town with a good job, just like he'd never gotten the opportunity to do. I didn't know how exactly how I felt about that, but if it made my dad happy then I'd do it.

He's all I had.

A/N: So there it is! Please leave a review, telling me if I should even bother continuing. This is just the first chapter, everything is going to pick up in the next one. It should also be a little longer, but I don't intend for this story to be long anyway. I started writing this story at probably the worst time, I'm swamped with assignments and exams. But next chapter should be up in about a weeks time.

Toodle-oo, thanks for reading! ;)