Author's Note: Bullying in this chapter and slight KevinxNazz. Don't hate me. Please? Tell me what you think! Especially you, Air Is For Important People, I love your comments :) And you Formalhaut :)
Chapter 2
It was the night of the Junior Prom, and I'd just arrived at Nazz's house wearing a gay yellow tie like she'd asked.
I knocked on the door, which was immediately opened by Skye in a strapless, skintight yellow dress, and I was suddenly glad I wore a yellow tie.
"Hey Kev," she greeted.
"Hey beautiful," I grinned.
She smiled back. "Can I have my corsage?"
I took out the yellow and white corsage and put it on her dainty wrist.
"It's so pretty!" she cooed.
"Like you," I said smoothly.
She laughed, and hugged me, then we got in my car and I drove us to the high school.
"Is he here yet?" I asked Kane, the poor sucker I'd tricked into "liking" Edd.
"Nope," he said bitterly. "I can't believe you're making me do this. Makes me look like a faggot."
"Quit whining," I said.
He rolled his eyes. "He better hurry. I saw Eddy Karlsen come in a few minutes ago, and if we don't get done, he's gonna steal your girlfriend."
I growled in my throat, and cursed Eddy's name.
The door opened, and in came Edd wearing a dress shirt, slacks, and a really dorky sweater vest. Kane and I snickered.
"Go get 'im, tiger," I told Kane.
"Gross," he groaned, but did anyway.
I hurried to my post at the Computer Lab, and checked the surveillance cameras I had set up in the janitor's closet. I also checked the microphone. This was an extra special surprise and I wanted everything to be perfect. I checked the hookup from the cameras to the TV I had set up in the gym. I wanted an audience.
An AV club geek told me how to wire it, and if I forgot the combination, my plan would be ruined.
I watched the cameras and waited. Finally, I saw Kane lead Edd into the closet, which was my cue. I hooked up the cameras to the TV in the gym's feed, then sprinted to the gym with a few microphones.
When I got there, everyone was laughing as Kane locked him in the closet. My friend Aaron had done his part. All the teachers were out of the way.
"Hey!" I got everyone's attention. "Take a mic and start shouting at him!"
After everyone shouted some awful profanities and such at him, I took a mic.
"Hey dorko!" I shouted. "How's the weather in there?"
"Let me out!" he cried.
"You won't be out of there until the janitor finds you," I told him.
I shut off the TV, and left him to rot.
I made my way over to Nazz, who was sitting at a table.
"Hey beautiful," I said, sitting next to her.
"Nice prank," she said with a laugh. "Totally trumps the senior prank, that's for sure."
"Those seniors are idiots," I told her smugly. "I can't wait till next year."
"Wanna dance?" she asked.
"Of course," I said.
I lead her over to the dance floor, and we danced the night away.
If you're wondering who won Junior Prom King and Queen, it was me and Nazz, of course.
It was a great night, the last night before my life as I knew it dissolved.
