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Gabriella's POV

"Gabbi, hurry up! Troy should be here anytime!" my mother, Jillian, yelled from upstairs.

I've been tearing my room apart trying to get ready for prom all day. Dress, check. Shoes, check. Makeup and hair, check check. Necklace, check. Earrings, uh oh...um, uncheck. I tore through my jewelry box faster than the speed of light trying to find my new pearl earrings. It matched my cream colored dress perfectly. Shitshitshit. Then it phased me.

"ANDREW!" I screamed. Andrew's my annoying brother. He graduated last year, praise the lord. If he went to my prom, I'd be humilated to the next century. Let's just say, he's not a big fan of my boyfriend, Troy.

"WHAT?!" he yelled back, well at least I know there's some sort of life form that's glued to his PS3.

"Where're my earrings?!" I said, utterly annoyed.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?"

Boys.

Troy's POV

There I stood, nervously fixing any problems in my classic tux. Tonight had to be perfect, no matter what. You're only a senior once. Well, unless you flunk, but still. Prom night is supposed to be magical. I wanted it to be just that and more for Gabriella.

I looked at the clock. 6:55, it read. Oh shit...I had five minutes to get Gabbi. I threw on my shoes and ran to my car. There, I sped to Gabbi's. Luckily, I had a minute to spare. I took a few deep breaths, then approached her front door. I anxiously rang the doorbell and saw a figure emerge that looked like Gabbi, but a tad bit shorter.

"Hey, Troy." she smiled.

"Hello, Ms. Montez," I smiled, trying to hide my nerves.

"Gabriella will be down-" she was cut off by a scream.

I laughed softly, "They're fighting again?"

"Unfortunately."

Gabbi's POV

"ANDREW MONTEZ, I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T TELL ME WHERE YOU PUT MY EARRINGS, I'LL KICK YOUR ASS UPTOWN, DOWNTOWN, AND THROUGH THE PROJECTS." I screamed. (Credit to Allyn on that x )

"Okay, okay. Don't get your undies in a bundle. They'll be rather difficult for Bolton to remove." A grin appeared on his face.

"Just tell me where they are." I closed my eyes, trying to maintain my composure.

"Bathroom counter."

"THANK YOU." I ran to the bathroom and put them on.

"GABBI, TROY'S HERE," I heard my mom yell from downstairs.

I spritzed on some perfume that Troy gave me for Christmas only 4 months ago. I slowly walked downstairs as I saw a smile appear on his face. I smiled back and our lips met in a soft kiss.

"You look beautiful," he whispered so close that our lips brushed together when he spoke.

I smiled and pulled back to get a better look at him, "You don't look half bad yourself."

He smiled and got the plastic container that held a corsage. It was gorgeous, it even contained my favorite flowers. Small Gerbera daisies were scatter beautifully across it. He slipped it on my wrist gently.

My mom re-entered the room with her digital camera, "Time for picturesss."

Both of us groaned, but we knew that no matter what we did, we'd still have to take them. I wrapped an arm around Troy's waist as he did the same for me. After five minutes of nonstop pictures, my cheeks hurt, but we were ready to go.

Tonight's supposed to be perfect. I hope it will be...

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