I can't believe I actually churned out a new story. To the people reading Marys Another Cinderella Story, am so, incredibly sorry! I will update soon, I promise! Anyway, this is a new story (kinda like Maybe, Just Maybe) and hopefully you guys will like it and I'll continue. I'm thinking of stopping Maybe, just Maybe though, cause I have no more inspiration for it. Anyway, moving on!

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"Alex! Help me with my tie!" Nate shouted, rushing down the stairs. His tie hung loosely around his neck, his jacket was thrown over his shoulder and in his hand he clutched a crumpled corsage.

Alex stood at the bottom of the stairs, whistling loudly and running a hand through her hair. "I told you so." She said, relishing in the moment as Nate stood before her, panting and fidgeting.

"Please, Alex! I'm so late, Miley is going to kill me for sure. Lexie come on!" He pleaded, still clutching the corsage in his hand. Alex sighed, before turning to face Nate. She tip-toed up so that her eyes were level with Nate's and then she gingerly touched one of the red, bouncy curls on the top of his head.

"You spent most of the afternoon gelling your hair didn't you?" She asked, shaking her head sadly. "I really, really don't understand what it is with you and gel." Nate just chuckled, and he visibly relaxed when Alex started to tie his tie.

She tightened it gently then ruffled a few of his curls. "There, you're now a prom date all packaged and ready to go." Nate smiled. "Thanks Allie, I owe you a bunch." He leaned down and pecked her lightly on the forehead. Alex smiled and watched him as he walked away to the kitchen.

"Nate… what's that?" She asked, pointing to the torn corsage in Nate's hand. "What?" Nate glanced down. "Wow… What am I going to do? Miley's going to kill me!" Alex laughed. "Relax, Lover boy." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a new corsage, still in it's box.

"Your mom told me you'd need it. I totally agree." She grinned and tossed it at Nate. "Get going." Nate smiled and headed to the door. He wrapped Alex up in his arms and hugged her tightly. "Always there to save me Allie." Alex smiled into his chest before pulling away.

"You sure your going to be alright? On your own? In this big house?" Nate asked just before he left. Alex shrugged. "If you're trying to convince me to go to the dance… it's not working." Nate laughed. "It was worth a try. Just be careful, don't open the door for any strangers!" He yelled as he ran to his car.

"Your Prince Charming shall be back at midnight!" He pulled away and disappeared down the street. "Prince Charming indeed." Alex laughed, turning around and locking the front door behind her.

She sighed loudly to the silence in the house. It was prom night tonight. Nate's prom night. Mitchie's prom night. Her prom night. And she was stuck at home—well the Gray's home to be more exact—babysitting the house.

She didn't need to, actually. But Alex didn't feel right going to the prom by herself. All of the proms that she had gone to—it had always just been Alex and Nate. Sure, Nate had gone to prom with someone else before, and Alex had too. But in the end, they always caught the last dance together.

Until this year when Nate met Miley. Alex sighed and flopped on the couch. She could tell Nate was happy. And if Nate was happy, so was Alex. Right? That's what best friends were for, to be happy for each other when something was going right. Alex had been Nate's best friend since they were six. So all the more she had to be excited for Nate.

But that didn't mean she had to see him happy, kissing Miley, dancing the last dance with someone that wasn't her.

She sighed and popped in a movie, munching miserably on a handful of popcorn . Not even five minutes into the movie, the doorbell rang. Alex groaned and dragged herself off the couch and headed to the door.

"Mitchie?" she asked incredulously. "What are you doing here?"

In the doorway stood Mitchie, clutching a big clothing bag and a large bag of make-up. She barged into the house and paused at the site of the pop corn bowl. "Pop corn, Alex? I mean, seriously? On prom night?" Mitchie threw her stuff on the couch and turn to face Alex, her hands on her hip.

Alex shrugged and walked to the couch before continuing the movie. "Hi to you too, Mitch." Mitchie groaned in frustration and went up to the TV and stopped the movie. "Up. Now. Now, Russo!"

"Shouldn't you be at prom?" Alex asked angrily, standing up and bringing the pop corn bowl to the kitchen. "Shouldn't you be at prom?" Mitchie asked, cornering Alex as Alex tried to leave. Alex paused, then realized Mitchie was already wearing her white knee-length prom dress. Her hair was curled and there was already make up on her face.

"Mitchie, you look really pretty." Alex complimented. "Really? Aw, that's so sweet, thank you—hey!" Mitchie caught Alex just as she was running up the stairs. "Don't you dare pull that on me!" She said, dragging Alex back down.

Mitchie grabbed the clothing bag she had brought and tossed it at Alex. "Now go get changed." Alex blinked. "Wait, no, but I—" Mitchie sighed. "It's your prom night Alex. I'm your best friend. And I've decided you're missing it for the world."

Alex shook her head. "But Denise—"

"I've already called the Gray's parents. They're fine with you going and not babysitting the house."

"But… but I told Nate I wasn't going to go!"

Mitchie shrugged. "He wants you there. Who else is going to dance the last dance with him?" Alex opened her mouth to protest, but Mitchie had already pushed her into the bathroom.

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"This isn't a good idea at all, Mitch." Alex complained. She was getting out of Shane's car. Even Shane was going to prom. She sighed and watched as Mitchie was offered Shane's arm. "At least you have someone to go to prom with."

Mitchie walked up to Alex. "You look fine. And I promise. I'll find a guy to dance with you, and you'll fall madly in love and disappear to Spain." Alex rolled her eyes. Mitchie had brought her a stunning red dress. It was strapless and hugged her body down to her waist, where it flared out slightly. Mitchie had even brought Alex a pair of matching red high heels.

"I can't believe you talked me into this." Alex said. She touched her hair gingerly. Mitchie had curled it too, and now it cascaded down her back in gentle waves. Mitchie laughed. "I can't believe you let me put make up on you."

And with that the three of them entered the school hall.

It was crowded, but not too crowded. The hall was decorated in Christmas theme, and the floor was covered with mist. Little white snowflakes hung from the ceiling amongst white streamers an a DJ mixed songs on top of a white stage. "Wow. They really went all out for this one, didn't they?" Alex breathed.

Mitchie nodded next to her and dragged Alex to the side to one of the white tables. "They even brought in fog machines!" Alex said again, watching as the fog swirled around her high heels. Shane laughed. "Be amazed Allie. Be amazed. Aren't you glad you came tonight?" He winked at Alex then bent down and whispered in her ear.

"Wish me luck." And then he turned and twirled Mitchie, laughing, away and onto the dance floor. Alex smiled. She couldn't be happier for her two best friends.

If only her own best friend and herself could be like that.

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So here is where it ends. Please tell me if you like it. I've a few ideas where this story might go, but first, I gotta know what you think about it! Please review. They are totally awesome (:

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