ALLY:

I was at the dance and I was approached by Bryce and Brandon Coleman, who were friends with Ray. They were laughing like idiots. Bryce, the plump one of the two, hit his shaggy, mid-neck long hair and batted his eyes at me. He did a pelvic thrust in my direction.

"Hey, foxy princess,"

he said, laughing a deep, annoying laugh followed by a strong stench of pot emanating from his breath.

"You good?"

I asked him, weirded out by his marijuana breath. He asked me in a very rapid way,

"Never better. Wanna bust a move?"

He was trying to do the slow dance position, but he was doing it all wrong. His hand was on my ass instead of on my hip and the other and he was touching my neck and caressing it with his sweaty hand.

"You're so fucking hot and sexy and I wanna know, are you a virgin, because you're way too foxy and sexy to be a virgin."

he asked me in the same fast pace he did when asking me if I wanted to dance.

"Excuse me?"

I asked. I broke free from his sweaty hands and then I was approached by Brandon, his twin brother, who also was laughing like a dipshit. Their eyes were bloodshot as well.

"You're hot. Are you single? 'Cause I hope you're single. You're the sexiest mama I've ever seen in my entire life. And you're way too sexy to be a virgin."

Like Bryce, he was also very stoned and making perverted comments to me and he wasn't dancing very well. I took cotillion from when I was nine until I was twelve so I could practically teach them to dance. I could see my parents coming over to me- my mom in a gold dress with quarter length sleeves with a silk effect fabric and gold lacing on the sleeves, white high heels and gold large ball post earrings and her brown hair with subtle blonde highlights, that matched mine, was in a bun and my dad was next to her, in a gray blazer, a white dress shirt, gray slacks, a blue tie and black dress shoes.

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes, Ally's parents are married in this story)

My dad said to me,

"Hi, princess."

I smiled.

"Hi, dad. Hi, mom."

My mom smiled at me.

"Sweetie, Mama thinks you look beautiful."

"Thanks, Mom."

My dad asked,

"Aren't you gonna go find what's his face, uh Ray?"

My mother looked at him.

"She broke up with Ray, remember?"

"How long will it be until you and Ray are back together?"

I said,

"Never. Because I don't need an asshat like him. I have the rest of my senior year to enjoy, I have friends, I'm a model and there are plenty of other fish in the sea."

My mom said,

"I like how you're thinking positive, sweetie."

My dad looked at me.

"And don't forget you got into NYU, sweetheart. I can't believe it, my baby girl's going to college."

My mother looked at me.

"Why don't you go hang out with Trish and Piper?"

I said,

"That was just what I was about to do. Find Trish and Piper."

"Good for you."

Trish, Piper and I had gone right to my house after school so we could change and then three of us had gotten our hair, makeup and nails done at RG Salon & Spa, my most trusted hair salon and where I had recently had just gotten my split ends trimmed and had gotten that bayalage treatment. Trish's dress was a short strapless one that had cheetah print, a blue-green layer over the skirt and teal with a studded brooch on top and studs on the bodice, and she had gold heels on and small gold hoop earrings, as well as her black hair in big fluffy curls in a high ponytail. Piper's dress was a pastel yellow A-line chiffon long prom dress with a beaded criss cross back, yellow high heeled sandals, gold drop earrings and her long blonde hair was in curls and in a bun with some of her hair peeking out of the front. I had the prom dress I got from Prom Girl, the diamond tiara my parents had given me, silver diamond drop earrings and silver high heeled sandals, and my hair was in a curled half bun, half down updo.

Both my best friends were smiling at me. Trish said to me,

"You look like a princess, Ally."

"Aww, thanks."

Jace walked toward Trish, covering her eyes and he said,

"Guess who?"

"Is it my babe?"

He uncovered her eyes and said,

"Yup! Come here my little Mexican churro."

Trish kissed him on his lips and she said,

"What a good kisser you are!"

"Wanna make out in the bathroom?"

Jace asked.

"Please! I'd love that!"

Trish was clearly enthusiastic about making out with her boyfriend.

AUSTIN:

I walked into the school where Marino High was having the dance with Dez and Carrie. I couldn't believe this was really happening. I whispered,

"Dez, I'm so nervous,"

"You'll be fine, buddy. Plus, you've been dreaming about dancing with Ally since freshman year."

I saw her with her friends- Trish and Piper. As always- no, that's an overstatement, she looked even more beautiful than she usually did. It was ironic that people called her a princess- now she literally looked like a princess in a pretty dress and a diamond tiara that was sparkling. I walked closer and closer to her and I said,

"Uh, hi."

Ally smiled and giggled her adorable giggle.

"Hello. You look very handsome tonight."

I said,

"Thanks. You too. I mean, you look really beautiful."

She blushed.

"Thank you."

I could feel someone slap me on the shoulder. I looked to my left to find Ray.

"What are you doing talking to my girlfriend, asshole?"

"I'm not your girlfriend, Ray."

"Come on, Ally, don't be like that. We always get back together, you know that,"

Ray smiled at her delusionally, trying to play clueless with her. But Ally as I knew was way smarter than he thought she was.

"Not this time, Ray. It's just like that old Taylor Swift song,"

And she started singing a verse of We are never ever getting back together.

"Fine. Hang with losers. See if I care, bitch."

I said to Ray,

"Don't call a woman a bitch."

"Fuck you both,"

said Ray as he walked away, giving us the middle finger. I said,

"So sorry he called you a bitch, Princess."

Ally smiled.

"It's OK. It's not the first time. But unlike him, I'm actually mature."

"That you are,"

I chuckled.

"Wanna dance?"

"I'd love to."

The song Caught up in the moment by Renald Francoeur featuring Megan Oliver started playing. Ally was a great dancer.

"You're a beautiful dancer."

"Thank you. I took cotillion from when I was nine until I was twelve. And you're not a bad dancer, yourself."

I blushed.

"Thanks. I took ballroom dancing in freshman year, and I liked it in spite of all the jocks making fun of me."

"What grade are you in now?"

"Senior."

Ally smiled.

"Oh my god, I'm a senior as well. Have you thought about where you want to go for college?"

"NYU."

"I wanna go there! I actually got my acceptance letter last week and I got in!"

"Congratulations! I'm still waiting on my letter."

"It'd be awesome if we got to go together!"

Ally smiled. I said,

"Yeah, that'd be fun."

She asked,

"Do you know what you want to study?"

I said,

"Something like music or teaching. I want to do something intellectual. You?"

Ally said,

"I still want to continue modeling, but I want to study smarts as well. Like astrophysics, chemistry, biochemistry, physiology, the basics."

I smiled.

"Perfect combination of brains and beauty."

She giggled.

"Oh, you're too sweet."

Ooh, I think Austin and Ally really like each other ;). Hope y'all liked the chapter. If you liked my story, remember to follow, favorite and review! Peace, love, hugs and kisses!