First part is written by me, then one small part is done by Princess Girl-12. (You can't see exactly see who wrote what. It doesn't matter anyways.) Story will now be in No P.O.V since I had to change P.O.V 24/7. I didn't like constantly changing it, so I kept it in no one's P.O.V. Enjoy!

There will be two parts to this chapter. Enjoy Part One!

Disclaimer- I own nothing.


Pair of Prom Queens Part One of Two
The twin Queens walk into the plaza, engrossed in a conversation about nothing more than the Hunger Games. It was all the two can converse about considering it was the only thing they shared a mutual love for. Anything else, not so much. Rebecca was a girly-girl, Mikayla was a complete tomboy. It was evident that they were nothing alike.

"I told you, I don't want any spoilers!" Rebecca exclaims. She just recently completed the first book and did not want to hear anything about the second book until she read it. Mikayla couldn't believe that she was such a slow reader.

"At least let me tell you about-" Before Mikayla could complete her sentence, Rebecca turns her head, deciding to avoid her twin and her constant need to reveal the secrets of the magnificent page turner. Mikayla simply rolls her eyes, forming a mental note to ambush her twin with spoilers in the future. To Mikayla, it's very amusing to bother Rebecca with the simplest types of facts.

Rebecca scans the plaza to find Mason doing nothing but standing. When she greets him, he greets her back. But, when Mikayla greets him, she gets nothing. That's when the girl begans wondering why he's suddenly giving her the cold shoulder when she did nothing wrong.

Then, she remembers.

A month ago, she spoiled the first book Mason actually read, other than the Great Book, of course. She knew that Mason was very interested in the book. But, she had spoiled it for him any ways since it was her book and she didn't Mason to keep it for very long.

"Mason, please don't be mad at me." Mikayla sighs. "I never meant to spoil the book you were reading. I just wanted it back. I'm really sorry. And, is there anyway you can ever forgive me?"

Mason glances over his shoulder to look at her and mumbles a "Perhaps."

Mikayla sighs in relief as he says these words.

"Mason, what are you doing out here, anyways?" Rebecca asks, pointing to the plaza they were standing in.

"I'm waiting for the mail to come." Mason answers.

"We get mail here?!" Mikayla and Rebecca ask, outraged at how they haven't been told about the mail.

"We've always been able to get mail here." Mason says, while looking at the sky and seeing a wooden box falling. "Here it comes!"

Mason rushes the girls into the throne room to avoid getting squished by the box. As soon as the box hit the ground of the plaza, it immediately opened with all of it's contents spilling out. When it was safe to come out, Rebecca and Mikayla rushed to the mail. They couldn't believe that this was the way they were going to receive their mail from now on.

"Mason," Mikayla says, slightly worried about the mail system. "Don't you think this is a bit...unsafe?"

"This is the only way we receive mail here." Mason walks over to the mail and looks through it. As Mikayla gives her twin a questioning look, Rebecca just shrugs and looks through the pile of mail. Mikayla then realizes that it was worthless, just standing there, thinking of safety issues although this mail process will never change. She then ignores the thought and helps her twin find the mail addressed to them. Rebecca scavenges through a pile before finding a familiar package.

"What the heck?" Rebecca asks as she examines the package.

"What?" Mikayla quickly looked up to find herself staring at the package Rebecca held. She immediately knew what it was when she saw it. "Our report cards."

"Why in the world do we have these?" Rebecca asks to no one in particular. "I thought we left school about two months ago."

"Actually," Mason says, looking through the mail. "I still kept you enrolled just in case things...Well...Happen."

Mikayla and Rebecca stare at Mason with shock. They thought that since they became Queens, there would be no more school for them. They were wrong.

"Oh look, you got invited to your school prom!" Mason quickly says, hoping the twins would change the subject.

"Cool!" Rebecca exclaims, her thoughts changing quickly. Mikayla, on the other hand, couldn't change topics very quickly.

As Brady then walked in, Mikayla's thoughts changed, "What's going on?" He asks, a smirk on his face, after noticing his Queens' expressions.

"What's going on," Mikayla gushes, "is that we've got invitations to our prom!" she squeals, quite usual for her.

Mikayla tries to stay calm as Brady walks up to them. "Prom, really?" He asks.

"Yup!" Rebecca exclaims. "Can you excuse Mikayla and I for a second?"

Brady nods, allowing the girls to talk amongst themselves.

"Mikayla," Rebecca pulls her twin into the throne room, "You should ask Brady to go to prom with you!"

"What? No! That's crazy!" Mikayla quickly disagrees although she would love to give it a try.

"Why not?" Rebecca asks. "It would be cute!"

"Rebecca, what if he says no?" Mikayla asks in response.

"You don't know that!" Rebecca exclaims. "There's a possibility he might like you!"

"We don't know that for sure!" Mikayla states her.

"Just ask him!" Rebecca says, annoyed of her twin. She pulls Mikayla back into the throne room to talk to Brady. "Hey, Brady," Rebecca calls the guard boy over.

When Brady hears his name, he quickly turns around, "Yes, my Queen?"

"Mikayla wants to ask you something." With this being said, Rebecca runs away before Mikayla can get to her. Mikayla was now freaking out. She has no idea what to do or say without Rebecca by her side and Brady standing right in front of her.

"What did you wanted to ask me, Mikayla?" Brady asks.

"W-w-well." She begins stuttering. It is all Mikayla can do whenever she is around Brady. "Can you..." She trails off, hoping to find something to say. "..Cometopromwithus?" She speaks quickly with her jumbled together. To Brady, this made no sense. But, to Mikayla, she thought of this to be very stupid.

"Excuse me?" Brady asks, not understanding a word Mikayla had said.

"Is there anyway you can come to prom with us if you're not busy?" Mikayla looks to the ground, hoping Brady wouldn't see her nervousness.

"I'm sorry," Brady says disappointingly. "But, I'm busy the day of the prom."

After this, they stood in an uncomfortable silence. Mikayla now face-palms. She can't believe herself. Why didn't I ask him?, Mikayla thinks.

"Brady," She says, hoping the boy is still in the room.

"Yes, my Queen?" Brady replies, giving Mikayla some kind of hope.

"If you're plans for that one day change, is there anyway you can be my...Date for the prom?" Mikayla keeps her eyes on the floor.

"I'll see if that can be arranged." Brady replies. He still has memories from a week ago. He remembers how his dad made him bring that up. Before he answered back, he wanted to decline, since it brought many scaring memories back. He agrees since he knew it would crush Mikayla's spirit. Mikayla pulls her head up and looks at the boy. She was filled with plenty of hope when hearing the answer. "If I can attend the prom, I'll go with you."

"Yay!" She squeals, still being odd for her, being a tomboy and all. "I'll see you later!" Mikayla rushes to her shared room, breaking the news to Rebecca. The two jump around in excitement and get ready for their prom, although it's in four days. They have to leave two days early due to the long trip.


"Hey dad, do you mind me going with the Queens to prom?" Brady asks Mason as he enters the throne room.

Mason stops what he is doing, "Are you sure that it's just to be a guard?" He didn't want his only son to go to prom with the Queens and end up looking at girls. Although they had a whole conversation about dating girls, Mason would still not let go of this topic. Brady on the other hand, wants this topic to stay far away from any of their conversations.

"Yes, I'm sure." Brady sighs, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

"Very well, then." Mason goes back to whatever he was doing before Brady came in.

"That it?" Brady is shocked. His father would continue to ask him questions about things that will end up with them screaming at each other, but he didn't. Mason somewhat trusts Brady. Brady doesn't leave this conversation to be finished so soon. "No 'Don't go checking out girls?' or 'Stay away from girls.'? Just 'Very well, then.'?" Brady stares at him in disbelief. "Who are you and what have you done to my father?"

Mason chuckles, "I'm still your dad." He walks up to Brady, "I just thought that I should start trusting you ever since our 'little' conversation yesterday." He then leaves the room, making Brady speechless. Brady shrugs it off, but it is still on his mind. He can't believe that his father started trusting him. And he was only seventeen. Unbelievable!, Brady thinks before leaving to start his guard duty.