Hey I'm writing this story as a little filler, though it may not be a LITTLE filler, if you like it I will continue it, if not I'll take it down and re write it and put it up after Russian Roulette is finished.

But this story is inspired by the song 'The End of Prom Night' by Snow White's Poison Bite. I swear if Ronnie Radke and Andy Biersack had a kid it would be just like Jeremy 13th. How weird.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and again it is another horror, then again Snow White's Poison Bite is a Gothic Rock group. well enjoy


Prom Night, oh joy.

I'm going anyway, I mean my girlfriend practically begged me to go and I couldn't really say no to Maggie, I mean I'd do anything for that girl. We've been together for the last two years. So I did it all formal, and asked her to prom even though she knew we'd be going anyway.

So yeah it's been 3 whole years, it's kinda a long time when you think about it. A lot has changed, other than just growing up in general. It's really weird that, when I was 14 I felt as though nobody would wake up and just act their age (which, back then, we weren't.) but there you have it. I mean I knew everybody had to grow up at some point.

I've got over everything that's happened, I've accepted that Johnny and Dally are dead, and that's life for you. I know for the first few months after I was really weird and depressed, just like when mom and dad died, Soda was too but unlike me he didn't sit around for months and mope he went out and actually did something, it was a shock to see Soda doing something that drastic. I didn't doubt my brother in the slightest.

What he did was quite neat actually, he opened his own garage with Steve. At first it looked as though it wasn't going to work, but a few months later it started to pick up and now three years on it's going great. Like I said before I never doubted my brother, but I never imagined he had managerial skills, especially enough to run his own business. Shows what I know.

Steve and Soda bought an apartment early last year and later that year Steve got engaged to Evie (I knew those two could never be separated). The funny thing was that they had a huge argument like two hours before that and then they came in and Evie was basically jumping in excitement proclaiming she was officially becoming Mrs. Randall. Good for Steve. Soda's got a girlfriend too, she's called Elizabeth. They've been dating for the last year. I like Lizzie better than Sandy, far better. She's not the type of girl to run out on her boyfriend and get pregnant.

But the best thing that has ever happened in the space of three years is...

TWO-BIT FINALLY GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL!

I mean I seriously thought he would never leave, but I think the school just basically passed him in class so he wouldn't be hanging around forever. Besides he was a senior at 20, which is stupid. He also moved out of his mom's house (thank god for that) he's currently living with his heavily pregnant girlfriend Janice. Kathy left two-Bit a few months after the Dally/Johnny incident. He works in a bar, which at first everybody was sceptical about, but again I know nothing, he's very skilful. It was also the way he met Janice. They're a perfect match. The dry humour seems to be a thing for them.

Anyway, I'm a week before graduation and I'm really looking forward to leaving. I've got nothing against school but I'm looking forward to leaving. I got a scholarship (track scholarship, I knew it would pay off someday) to UCLA all the way in California, Soda's a little upset about that, he doesn't like that the University is so far away, he asked why I choose one so far away. I tried to answer but the thing is; I can't answer it. The question still has no answer.

All in all life is shaping out to be pretty good, Darry and me have also found out we've got a lot in common. Since Soda moved out I've spoken more to Darry and it's paid off. But I've still got the biggest trial n my life to brave, Prom night.


It just seems so fake, the confetti the banners. Prom king and queen, I mean seriously. I know Maggie is all in for it, I'm just going so she isn't the only girl by herself, that and I don't want her to dump me. So I'm going through the whole charade. For my girl. It's got to be worth it.

"This is so exciting isn't it." Maggie said to me excitedly

"Sure is babe." I said calmly

I parked on the school grounds and climbed out (and being ever so gentlemanly) I opened the door and helped my date out of the car. I watched as other couples got out of their parents car and quickly shooed them away so they wouldn't be seen, but the parents would quickly take a picture and drive off, I was glad I had a car of my own. Maggie, I must admit, she looked mighty pretty, her floor scarlet dress (hugging her top half and swishing about loosely at the bottom) and black high heels. Her hair was pinned up but curls escaped framing her dark brown eyes. I guess I must have looked alright too. I tried hard. Clean white shit and a black suit with a black tie.

Maggie and I both had a matching with Lilly, hers pinned onto the dress, mine tucked safely into my breast pocket of my jacket. Everything was going well.

Entering the school gym, it seemed so different. Everybody was different, out of the usual clothes they wore to school. Maggie was positively beaming, sending out bouts of enjoyment, it was infectious. Why I ever though I wouldn't enjoy this is beyond me.

"You want to dance Pony?" Maggie asked

"Yes c'mon." I said taking her gently by the arm

we danced along with the other couples, I was actually enjoying myself which was a great thing, there were teachers floating about chaperoning, I don't know why though, it's not as though we were going to do anything other than spend the night here and, if you were lucky enough, go to a hotel room and get even luckier. Not like I was going to do that, Maggie's family were highly religious and strongly disagreed of premarital sex, which in a way was a good thing. The whole of the prom had a picture taken together, everybody would receive a copy of it. Not that I wanted a copy since it was going to be in the year book but oh well.

A little though half way the chaperoning teachers ran round with slips of paper and you had to write down the couple you wanted to be king and queen, again it was a stupid thing. All you had to do was go up on stage, put in a stupid crown and sit while the school anthem played and your picture was taken for the year book, big deal. It really want a that big a deal.

So it got later and the announcement of the king and queen of the Prom was still to be announced. I wasn't too excited, I mean even in my senior year I was still highly unpopular. One of the teacher's who was chaperoning went up to the stage with the envelope.

"And the winner is..."

The opened the envelope.

Then the gunshot came.

Then Screaming.

Then the blood splattered walls.

This couldn't be happening.


Barum, cliffy on the first chapter, did you enjoy it?

I hope you did enjoy it, please review and tell me and I'll catch you later.

I can't believe you bore with my messed up mind.

BTW if you want to see the Video this story is inspired by I've got a link for it on my profile :)

Well review and I'll catch you later.