Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction, so any reviews/help is much appreciated. Erik, Christine, Raoul, etc. belong to Andrew Lloyd Webber. Any other characters belong to me.
Finally, that night had come. I'd waited 4 years before that night would happen and I couldn't believe it was upon us already; senior prom. I laid out my dress and smiled. It was simple, but pretty. A short strapless red dress that was tight against my skin. I slipped on my dress, put on my silver heels and walked over to the mirror to look at myself. Never in my life had I felt beautiful before, being the tomboyish girl who never seemed to fit in, so this was a first. My glasses stuck out like a sore thumb, but they were comfortable and I couldn't stand contacts. I quickly grabbed my silver clutch purse and my ticket and headed down the stairs. My date was waiting for me at the driveway.
I smiled as I left the house, hair styled back and curled to perfection. "Helen, you look absolutely amazing," my date said with a smile. I laughed. "I could say the same to you, Alex but I'll just save it for later," I replied with a wink. He wore a classic black suit with a grey vest and bow tie. In his hand, he held my corsage which was made up of small red roses with baby's breath surrounding it all on a black band to go around my wrist. I pulled out his boutonniere, which was one large red rose attached to a pin. I had wanted to go for the simple, but elegant look. I carefully helped Alex attach the boutonniere and stepped back to look at him in full. Even though he was my best friend, he looked so handsome and memories of my old crush for him came back. I blushed and joked, "Well, I suppose you look presentable." Alex laughed and said, "You carriage awaits," as he pointed to his white Mustang. I had told him that a limo was both expensive and overrated so he promised to surprise me with a ride that I'd never forget, and he delivered.
Just then, another car pulled into the driveway. My best friend, Krystle, and her date/fiancé stepped out from the car. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you actually enjoy wearing that dress, Helen." I laughed. "Oh god, stop. This is the only time I'm wearing this, and then I'm done with dresses." Krystle was wearing a short strapless neon green dress with her hair almost spiked in every direction. How typical of her to make a statement, but I loved her for that. Her fiancé wore a classic black suit with a neon green bow tie. I never really approved of their choice to be married after college, but for now I enjoyed his company. It was only senior year after all. We had plenty of time to decide our futures. We all took pictures of each other and got into the Mustang. "Prom 2012, here we come!" Krystle shouted as we drove out of the driveway and out towards the sunset. The only thing I noticed as we left was a young man that appeared to be wearing a white mask on the right side of his face watching us as we drove away.