A/N: Sorry, didn't get enough reviews for Guy's Night and my mind is a blank page, so it's straight to prom. I'm finally updating! now

Prom

The week of prom gave students less homework in most classes. Alice actually did her homework now. She was anxious to see what Hatter had done with her prom dress. He had finished it Sunday night and was completely ready.

"I want to see the dress!" her mother exclaimed Friday night. "I must come by!" Alice was at Hatter's house and he hadn't even shown her the dress yet. She hung up the phone.

"My mother is coming," she sighed.

"That's alright. Tell her we are somewhere important and until we come down, she won't be able to see it until I'm ready," Tarrant told his father before leading Alice upstairs. He took her into the small room where no one would disturb them.

"You ready, Alice?" he asked. She nodded.

"I've been ready forever now!" she said. Tarrant opened the closet door, revealing the most beautiful dress Alice had ever seen.

It was dark blue, extending to the floor and there were sparkles around the midsection. It looked as if he planned every step. This dress was for her and Tarrant made it! Her eyes widened.

"I take it you like it?" Tarrant asked.

"I love it!" she exclaimed hugging him tightly. "That is more than anything I could ever hope for. So much better than a store! Tarrant!" He hugged her in return, but let her go.

"Now to see if it fits," he said, taking it out of the closet. He left her in the room to change and Alice could not stop looking at herself. The dress looked so beautiful on her. She loved it!

"You can't take that long, can you?" Hatter asked from the door.

"No, come in," she said. "Just looking at myself constantly." He smiled, walking in and making sure the door closed behind him. His eyes lit up, seeing everything had fallen into place. His measurements were exact and the color was perfect.

"You look astonishing Alice," he said, coming up from behind her. He was dressed in his regular outfit. "You won't see my suit until the day of. It matches though. I made sure of it." His arms wrapped around her waist.

"This couldn't be anymore perfect, Tarrant," she whispered. She looked down to see his hands wrapped in their usual bandages, but she saw a leak through them. A red leak.

"Hatter," she said, taking his hands and twisting out of his grasp. "What on earth?"

"Oh, that's nothing," he said. "I pricked myself while working on something is all."

"Nonsense," she said. "I'm changing that."

"Not in that dress you're not," he said. She smiled.

"Of course not," she answered. She changed into her normal outfit, and went back to Tarrant.

"That was fast. Why are you so persistent about this?" he asked.

"Because," Alice told him. "I want to see what your work does to you." He knew she wasn't going to like what she saw. The gasp said it all to him as she uncovered his bandages.

"Tarrant!" she exclaimed. "Does that hurt?"

"I'm used to the pain by now, Alice. It's nothing," he said again.

"I'm changing it anyway," she declared, finding a new piece of wrap for him in the cabinet. She replaced his bandage and wrapped it tightly enough around his hand.

"You forgot about your mother who is probably downstairs waiting to see you in that dress. Go," he told her. She went out of the room, knowing he was right. Tarrant walked out minutes later.

"Alice, are you up there?" her mother called.

"She's changing," Tarrant called, appearing from above.

"What are you doing my boy?" Byron asked.

"Changing my bandage," he said, and his father nodded. It wasn't a complete lie, he just didn't tell them the entire truth.

He knocked on the door again.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes." Alice opened the door, and Tarrant led her downstairs.

"Oh, Alice!" her mother gasped. "That is so beautiful on you!" Tarrant's smile widened, knowing her mother liked it almost as much as she did.

"And Tarrant did this?" her mother said, amazed. She looked at the boy. "You are a wonder!"

"Thank you Ms. Kingsley," Tarrant replied, tall and proud.

The next night, Tarrant drove to Alice's house, where Alice was probably already dressed and ready to go. He was running a little late since March called him and they had talked longer than expected.

He knocked on the door, and Alice jumped from the kitchen.

"Have a fun time," her mother called as she gathered her bag. She opened the door, seeing Tarrant, head bowed.

"Your carriage my lady," he said, gesturing to the car. She could only smile at him as he did this.

"Oh Hatter," she said, getting into the car. "I must warn you, I'm not a professional dancer."

"Neither am I, but let's have a fun time tonight," he said, starting up the engine. They rode in silence, waiting to see what their school had become. Flashing lights and dark hallways, that's what Alice saw.

Tarrant got out of the car, letting Alice out and leading her inside.

"This place is amazing!" she breathed.

"Oh, my, GOD!" Tarrant said the words separated. "Look, at, that."

"What? What?" Alice asked curious.

"Over there," he pointed. She gasped. Stayne had asked Iracebeth to prom! She was one of the most popular girls in the school, and Alice didn't like her one bit. She liked her sister though. But, Iracebeth was demanding and selfish.

The introduction was given by someone neither Alice or Tarrant knew and the dancing part began.

"Do I have the honor of the first dance?" Tarrant asked, making Alice chuckle.

"Of course Tarrant," she said, taking his hand. The music started as upbeat, playing songs they would hear at a party. Some girls got together and danced (very unprofessionally) to this music and Alice had wished she would have seen Becky.

Just as she thought about that...

"Oh, Alice!" Becky was calling her. She looked over Tarrant's shoulder, for they were in the midst of hugging, and saw her friend.

"Becky!" she called back and Tarrant turned around. "Who's this?" She had come up with a boy Alice had never seen before.

"Alice, Tarrant," Becky said. "This is Sam. Sam, these are my two friends, Alice and Tarrant."

"Nice to meet you," Sam said.

"And you the same," they introduced themselves. As the next dance began, it was slower this time. Tarrant asked Alice if she knew how to do the waltz.

"O.M.G. My mother made me learn that dance," she said, recalling the memory.

"Well then," Tarrant said, taking her again out to the floor. As they danced, another couple accidentally bumped into them.

"Susan?" Alice asked, shocked.

"Nivens?" Hatter asked, the same shock.

"Hey," Nivens said, a smile on his face. "Fancy meeting you here." Susan just smiled at Alice. She knew what was going on.

The waltz had ended and the two couples sat and talked for a while. More upbeat music began again after a few more slow songs. Susan asked if they wanted to dance again, but Hatter interrupted.

"Actually, Alice," he said. "I must talk with you for a moment." Susan gave Alice a wink and she walked outside with Tarrant.

"Well," Alice said. "What is it?" Tarrant cleared his throat.

"It's nothing," he said as another couple went back inside, leaving them to be the only ones out there. He swiftly came behind Alice while digging into his pocket, taking out the necklace. He placed it around her neck before she could turn around.

"I just wanted the moment alone," he whispered, fastening the chain. She gasped.

"Hatter," she said. "You did this too?" He didn't say anything, only placing his arms around her waist.

"Why? You did too much," she said, touching the gem.

"Nonsense, dear Alice," he contradicted. "I have been meaning to make you that as a thank you for standing me throughout your spring break." She was mesmerized by the gem on the golden chain and how it matched her dress.

"I can't believe you did this," she said, turning in his grasp. His lips brushed against hers, silencing any more words that wanted to escape.

"I love you, Alice," he said as their lips parted. "You look so breathtaking in tonight."

"Well, half of that is your doing," she said. "I love you too."

He kissed her one more time, pulling her closer as if they were at his house in that guest bedroom by themselves. That time, after they released, he began kissing at her neck. She didn't mind this at first, but then she remembered where they were.

"Tarrant" she said, lifting his shoulders up. "We're at school remember?"

"Sorry," he said. "Got lost for a moment." She noticed his eye color changing from purple back to green.

They went back inside, seeing The Black and White Rabbit dancing to another slow rhythm. When that one ended, the announcer asked everyone to dance with someone besides the person who brought them. Alice noticed Stayne was looking at her, but Nivens got to her first.

"Alice?" he said. "Would you honor me the dance?"

"Gladly," she replied and she also noticed Tarrant had taken The Black Rabbit. She saw Stayne turn away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is something wrong Alice?" he asked as he spun her.

"No, you saved me from a load of drama and I thank you," she replied.

"Oh, alright then. If this is appropriate, I must say you look wonderful tonight," he said.

"Thank you, Hatter made the dress and the necklace," she replied.

"Oh?" Nivens asked surprised.

"He didn't tell you?" Alice asked.

"Didn't have a clue," Nivens told her. "But, I knew he was always good with sewing and hat making. That's why we call him Hatter." Alice finished her dance with Nivens and was handed back to Hatter.

"Glad you came," he whispered as they slow-danced.

"Glad you asked," she whispered back over his shoulder.

Sorry there wasn't much for Prom, but I kinda thought it was going to drag out more if I continued, and this seemed like a perfect place to stop.