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Hey! I'm gonna try writing this new story! Please go and read/review/subscribe to my other stories Nothing Without You and Dear Mom and Dad.
So this story is based on the TV show Once Upon a Prom, where kids sign up and get to take a celebrity to their senior prom, as friends of course, but what happens when the feelings between our two prom dates begin to feel much more then friendly?
Enjoy!
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EPOV
I positioned the small black video camera on the tripod and hit the record button.
"Hi, I'm Edward Cullen, of Forks, Washington, and I would love to take you to my senior prom" I introduced myself.
"Well, let me tell you a little bit about myself! I love to play piano and guitar" I sat on my piano bench and picked up my humming bird epiphone acoustic and played a chord.
"I have a twin sister, two adopted siblings who are also twins, and another brother." I turned the camera lens to the other side of my room, so that it was facing the wall that was a bookcase, that held my elaborate collection of old records and CDs.
"My pride and joy" I waved my hand to motion to the bookcase. Then I took one of my favorite CDs off the shelf and fed it to my massive stereo system.
"I guess I have to show you my killer dance moves" I smirked at the camera, then I pressed play on the stereo, and Six Feet Under The Stars, by All Time Low, came blasting through the speakers. I swayed my body to the tune.
time to lay claim to the evidence
finger prints sold me out
but our footprints wash away
From the docks downtown
and it's been getting late for days
and I think myself deserving of
a little time off,
we can kick it here for hours and
just mouth off about the world
and how we know it's going straight to hell
pass me another bottle honey, the Jaeger's so sweet
but if it keeps you around, then I'm down
Meet me on Thames Street
I'll take you out, though I'm hardly worth your time
In the cold you look so fierce but I'm warm enough
Because the tension's like a fire
We'll hit
South Broadway in a matter of minutes
And like a bad movie, I'll drop a line
Fall in the grave I've been digging myself,
But there's room for two
Six feet under the stars
I should have known better than to call you out
[on a night like this, a night like this]
If not for you, I know I'd tear this place to the ground
[but I'm alright like this, alright like this]
I'm gonna roll the dice before you sober up and get gone
[I'm always in over my head]
Thames Street
I'll take you out, though I'm hardly worth your time
In the cold you look so fierce but I'm warm enough
Because the tension's like a fire
We'll hit
South Broadway in a matter of minutes
And like a bad movie, I'll drop a line
Fall in the grave I've been digging myself,
But there's room for two
Six feet under the stars
time to lay claim to the evidence
finger prints sold me out
but our foot prints washed away
I'm guilty but I'm safe for one more day
overdressed and underage
[what a let down]
do you really need to see an id?
This is embarrassing as hell
[what a let down]
but i can cover for it so well
When we're six feet under the stars
Thames Street
I'll take you out, though I'm hardly worth your time
In the cold you look so fierce but I'm warm enough
Because the tension's like a fire
We'll hit
South Broadway in a matter of minutes
And like a bad movie, I'll drop a line
Fall in the grave I've been digging myself,
But there's room for two
Six feet under the stars
[whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh]
Six feet under the stars
[whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh]
Six feet under the stars
"So, now that you know what I'm about, and how great of a dancer I am" I smiled "I hope to see you at prom" at I blew a kiss at the camera. A little cheesy, but girls like cheesy.
Now all I had to do was wait two months until prom to see if I won.
BPOV
"Bella! They're here!" My Mother sang, while my publicist clapped in excitement. I ran downstairs, clad in the forest green juicy sweat suit my mother insists I wear around the house, they're comfy and all, but brand names aren't my thing. My hair was in a brown messy-bun atop my head. I took the box from Angela and headed down the hallway to the movie theater.
"Dad, can Mommy, Angela and I use this room to watch the audition tapes, please?" I used my puppy dog pout. The puppy dog pout never failed me.
"Fine, sweetheart, I'll watch in the den" He turned off the dodger's game and handed me the remote while kissing my hair.
Renee, followed by the camera crew, plucked a tape out of the cardboard box and handed it to Angela, who inserted it into the home theater system. I curled up in my favorite chair of the theater and waited for the show to begin.
An oily faced, blonde haired boy popped onto the screen, tapping the camera lens with his finger.
"Uh, is this thing on?" He laughed, then stepped away from the camera "Hi! I'm Michael Newton the third, and I am going to take you to the prom!" He did one of those gestures where you positing your hand like a gun and jerk it back and forth… interesting. Angela wrote Michael Newton down on a piece of paper and stuck it in a hat.
2 dozen videos later, I was about to fall asleep when the sound of my favorite song coaxed my from my state of drowsiness.
"and I think myself deserving of
a little time off,
we can kick it here for hours and
just mouth off about the world
and how we know it's going straight to hell
pass me another bottle honey, the Jaeger's so sweet
but if it keeps you around, then I'm down" I sang along with the music on the video.
I watched this boy sway and turn, it was adorable. When the music faded out he looked up and subconsciously ran his hand through his bronze mess of a head. He was gorgeous.
"HIM! HIM! OH MY GOSH MOM HIM!" Angela and my mother laughed at me.
"Edward Cullen is going in the hat just like everyone else, it's only fair sweetheart."Renee said as Angela waved around the paper and stuck it in the hat.
"Ugh, fine are we almost done?" I asked.
"Yep, just one more" Angela popped the tape into the system.
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"Bells, get up honey, you have to pick out of the hat" I stood up straight, smoothed out my outfit, closed my eyes, and hoped for the best as I swooshed my hand around in the hat filled with the names of hopeful teenage boys.
"Edward Cullen!"
YES!!!
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So, tell me what you think :D
If there is any confusion about what is going on here's basically what's happening:
Edward is an ordinary kid going to Forks High School and there is a contest in school that if you send in a tape you could go to prom with a mystery celebrity.
Bella is the celebrity.
There yah go!
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