The following days had been fun. I've been doing alot of writing, reading, and not to mention alot of music playing with Lance. Everything is happening so fast. I've never felt like this with a guy before. Lance made me feel alright. His eyes looked like it could see right through me. Even though there were times when he said weird things to me. Things like he'd known me before. Even I'm starting to think that I've met him before... weird, I know. The whole school started buzzing. Patti told me once that the cheerleaders envyed me. when I asked her why... She simply said "Because your going out with lover boy Lance Conner"; which always made me laugh. How could a guy like Lance be interested in me? He was so perfect and I'm so... I can't even find a word low enough. We were just good friends. "Music buddies" as I like to call it.
The following week was Prom week. Balloons were hung through the hallways and pretty much the whole school was packed with it. Pretty ribbons and Posters covered the whole school too. The theme was 'Once Upon a Dream'. The school comitte prepared for this grand ball. They said it would be romantic and fairytale like. Everyone was talking about it. The guys were making a list of their prom dates (they needed reserves...if ever the girl dumps them)... The girls talked about what color their dresses will be or what hairstyle will they put on. Just the typical prom week activities.
I was walking to my locker when Patti came across my path. "Erika!" she smiled.
"Hey!" I looked at her and found that she's holding a bunch of papers. "What's that?" I asked.
"For Prom." she said as we walked towards my locker.
"So your part of the commitee now?" I asked.
"Yeah! And I'm having so much fun!" She looked at me, "Speaking of prom... Did he ask you yet?"
I faced her and gave her a confused look, "Huh? Who?"
She rolled her eyes at me, "Don't play dumb. Lance... did he ask you yet?" by the looks of her face, I could tell she was excited for my answer.
"No. And he never will." I said flatly.
"No way. He will. I could feel that he's totally into you." she said.
I opened my locker and a purple paper fell. I stared at it. Patti picked it up. "Now... in our school, who has the most gorgeous violet-gray eyes?" she held the paper to my face, grinning. I grabbed it from her. "Don't you have flyers to give away.?" I said. She smiled at me and turned around skipping while yelling, "I told you so! I told you so!'" over and over again until her voice faded and she was gone. I opened the paper and found a cursive script writing in silver pen. It said: "Meet me at the Music room, after class." At the bottom of the page was an "L."
It was from Lance! I can't believe it! My cheeks burned and I grinned as I held the paper to my heart.
After class, I went straight to the Music room. My heart was doing jumping jacks. I was so nervous. I entered the music room and found it empty. Lance wasn't there yet. I placed my bag on the floor and sat beside the piano. I started plaing a tune my mom taught me when I was young. It was a lullaby she used to sing me to sleep with. I closed my eyes and the melody carried me. At that moment I felt alone; but in a good way. It was just me and the song. At the middle of the song it became powerful and even sounded more beautiful, me eyes were still closed. Something was different about the song. It was like somebody was playing it with me. I was almost at the end when my hand touched something soft. My eyes opened. I found my hand holding somebody else's hand. I looked to my right and found Lance sitting beside me. When he met my eyes, he smiled and I blushed.
"Hey." he said.
"Hey." I said.
He let go of my hand and replayed my song, "Nice song you were playing. What's it called?" he asked.
"Um.. It was a lullaby my mom used to sing to me." I said. My heart suddenly felt heavy. This was a touchy subject for me. I didn't like talking about my mother. I end up missing her terribly. I bowed my head and frowned. Lance stopped playing and held my hand again, sending warmth through my body.
"I'm sorry." He said.
I looked up at him and saw how serious his expression was. "So...shoot. Why did you ask me to come here?" I asked, eager to change the subject.
He squeezed my hand, "I thought you'd figure it out by now... You are the smartest person I know." he said.
I blushed a little. "Nope... I have no I dea." I lied. He smiled and grabbed something behind him. When he turned back to face me, he was holding a small bouqet of flowers. I gasped, he didn't just bring me flowers... my favorite flower. A bouquet of Amaranth flowers. I never told anyone about my favorite flower; It was only my mom who knew.
"Erika... will you go to the prom with me?" he said as he handed the flowers to me.
I was so happy that I couldn't speak. I nodded and he grinned. I held the bouquet and a tear fell from my eyes. The flowers reminded me of my mom. Lance held a hand to wipe my tear, "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing." I said, trying to cover it up with a small laugh. "I just rembered something." I looked at him, "Thank you." I said.
I looked at the clock and was surprised to see that it was time for me to go. "I gotta go." I said. He sighed then leaned to kiss my cheek. I hope my face wasn't as red a I felt it was. "I'll see you tomorrow." He whispered. I stood up and left for the door.
Prom night was a dream. My uncle Gary drove me to school, smiling everytime he looked at me. He is the one who took care of me when my parents got divorced and when my mom passed. I wore a simple lavander dress that sparkled. I curled my hair, which made me look like a princess (according to my uncle) When I was dropped off, I saw Lance waiting by the entrance. When he saw me, he grinned. He looked stunning tonight, even though he wore the same black tux the other guys were wearing; he had a different glow. He stood out from the crowd. "Hey." I smiled. He looked at me up and down, "Wow. You look-amazing." he looked stunned.
I blushed, "You too." I said. He held my hand and together, we enetered the auditorium.
Everything was perfect! The comittee did an amzing job. The place did look like a dream. There was a cardboard castle where everyone was taking pictures. The ribbons were all over the place. It looked like a fairytale party.
Lance and I didn't leave each other's side. We danced and laughed all night. But when the clock strucked 11:45, he asked me if I wanted to go get some air. We left the Auditorium.
We walked through the school's garden, holding hands. I looked up at the stars and the full moon as we sat on a bench, "Beauitiful." I gasped.
"Yes... You are." Lance said. I looked at him and found him staring at me. "It's been fun." I said. when I looked at him, I felt something tugging at my somach. Could it be that I'm falling for him?
He nodded, "I'm so glad I found you, Erika." he said. He grabbed something from his pocket. It was a silver heart locket.
"Lance." I whispered.
He put the necklace on me and looked at it. "Fits you perfectly. Beautiful." he said.
I held the necklace and said, "Thank you." I gave him a hug. As we parted, he leaned closer and closed his eyes. His lips touched mine and I felt the heat run through me like blazing fire. He held my cheek and my waist, pulling me closer to him. It was perfect... wonderful... and I was feeling dizzy.
The earth trembled and Lance pulled away. "What's happening?" I exclaimed. Great timing for an earthquake!(Just when I'm having my first kiss) A crack opened a few feet away from us. It was the scariest thing I'd ever seen. It was like a dark scary pit.
"Stay here." Lance said. He stood up but I pulled his arm, "Are you crazy? You can't go there! You might fall!" I yelled. He looked at me with worried eyes and said, "I have to." he said. He kissed my forehead and walked towards the crack. The ground was still shaking but he wasn't stummbling at all. He still walked as graceful as a ballet dancer. I don't know if it's just me but he was glowing a faint violet light. There was a big whoosh of wind and a big boom! The next thing I knew Lance fell into the crack. "LANCE!" I screamed.
I woke up with a start. I was sweating, my clothes were all wet, even my blanket. I was breathing hard. I glanced at my calendar and was surprised to see that the date today was September 3rd, 2 weeks before the prom. This was suppose to be the day I met Lance Conner. A dream... just a dream... Pictures of the Prom, the music room, Lance... crowded my thoughts. Impossible. Everything was so real. Everything, the days that passed, the times we hung out, the kiss. I could still feel his lips on mine. It couldn't be a dream...
"Erika!Time for School!" It was my uncle Gary. "I'll be right there!" I yelled back. I stood up and went straight to the bathroom.
After I've showered, I went to my closet to grab my jeans and a purple shirt. The shirt reminded me of Lance's voilet-gray eyes. I still couldn't believe it was a dream. He can't be a dream! He was so real! I could still feel his touch, his kiss, his gaze... everything!
I went to my dresser and fixed my hair. I put on my watch and grabbed my bag. I was out the door when I remebered something. I forgot my notebook.
I entered my room again and headed for my desk beside my bed. Then I stopped dead in my tracks... I found my notebook, but on top of it was a single red Amaranth flower. I held it and smelled the sweet scent of the flower. I looked down the desk again and my eyes widened. My hands were shaking when I reached for the necklace... the same necklace Lance gave me on the night of the prom. Now I'm confused... It couldn't be just a dream... I looked at it and opened the locket. My eyes stung when I read the inscription inside the locket:
Forever Yours
L
-End of Story
*thanks for reading. This is just a short story... but since alot of people liked it, I decided to make it a novel. I'll be updating soon :)
