Yeah so Prom Queen is winning right now but I had a brain blast so I just had to write this chapter. So I'm going to do 2 chapters about Prom. One for Claire, (which is this one) and one for Massie which will be the next one. Then probably an epilogue but I don't know it really depends. Enjoy the 3rd final chapter of Prom Queen!

Peace out

Clhoepa

OCD
THE CAFETIRIA
Thursday, June 17th, 2013
11:30

Claire and Kristen sat at a picnic table outside the Prom, while everyone else was inside the cafeteria under icicle lights and glitter dripped streamers-dancing or sitting at tables drinking punch and whatever someone had spiked it with, and eating of mini plates.

"Hey," a voice called out.

Kristen and Claire looked up and saw Josh and Derrick dead ahead. Josh carrying a brown paper bag.

Josh was…Wow. His Ralph Lauren Tux was fitted perfectly; you could tell that he worked out a lot. Along with his polished black Doc Martins. Was he really that good looking? Yes, he was.

They sat across from Kristen and Claire.

"Sorry we're late." Derrick said, "It was this guy over here. He spent over 2 hours trying on every suit and tux at Ralph Lauren."

"Shut up, man," Josh said, embarrassed.

"You look really nice," Claire said to Josh, "Do you want to go in? They're announcing the results in 2 minutes and we have to be on stage."

"Yeah, sure. Don't want to be late. I have to give you…" But Claire ran off inside before he could finish.

The Prom Committee had really outdone themselves. White icicle lights had been strung on every corner of the gym making it seem magical. Blue and White streamers hung across the ceiling to disguise the ceiling. There were circular tables all along the outside of the gym that were covered in white table clothes and had a giant bouquet of white flowers in the center. Over the door there was a giant green and blue banner that said "PROM 2012!" It was really nice. You could barely tell it was a gym in the first place. Barely. At the other end of the gym, the stage had been brought down and there was a podium. Beside it was a table that held 4 crowns.

Claire nearly had a heart attack when she saw them. "Kristen I think I'm going to faint."

"Bitch please. We're going to win. Calm down." Kristen pulled her into a hug before joining Dylan and Olivia on stage.

Claire took a deep breath and then walked onto the stage as calmly as she could with out barfing. Everyone started clapping for her. She gave them a wave and then walked over to Kristen and Dylan.

"Where's Massie?" She asked pulling her compact out of her White clutch and nervously checked to see that her makeup was still on. Thank gawd it was.

Dylan checked her watch, "Well their plan was to make an entrance. So basically once Alicia starts to talk which should be any minute."

"Speak of the devil, or should I say devils" Alicia was all of a sudden right there. Claire had to admit that Alicia was looking even more hot then usual. Her Gold Metallic halter dress clung to her curves but made her boobs look smaller which was a plus. And Massie was walking in through the doors. She strutted in like she owned the place but no one even gave her a second glance, they were all to focused on Alicia and the results. Claire chuckled as she saw Massie stomp her foot and stalk up to the stage

"So much for an entrance," Dylan whispered.

"Hey graduation class of OCD! The night you chicas and chavals, which means girls and guys for any of you who are spanishly challenged, is here. PROM!" The crowd erupted into cheers. "But before the DJ can get his groove on I need to announce the winners of Prom Prince, Prom Princess, Prom King and last but not least Prom Queen. All right first up we have the nominees for Prom Prince. Griffin Hastings, Derrick Harrington, Josh Hotz, Chris Plovert, and Kemp Hurley!" Alicia motioned for the guys to walk up. She picked up the envelope that was marked Prom Prince and opened it quickly. "And this year's prom prince is… Josh Hotz. Congratulations!"

Josh stumbled forwards and bent down while Principal Burns placed the smaller version of the guys crown on his head. He pumped up his fist to the crowd and then stood back and waited to crown Prom Princess.

Alicia giggled and then took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. "Ok so now the nominees for Prom Princess. Can Claire Lyons, Olivia Ryan, Kristen Gregory, Dylan Marvil, me and Massie Block! Please step forward"

Claire felt the familiar taste of pennies creep into her stomach. She crossed her fingers for Kristen. Se looked over at Kristen but her view was blocked by Massie who was smirking at her.

"And the winner of Prom Princess is…ME!"

The crowd was silent. Everyone was mouthing the same thing to one another "WTF?"

Claire looked over to Kristen, whose mouth was wide opened and tears were starting to firm in her eyes. This was nawt fair.

Alicia could feel the glairs of her peers as Josh placed the tiara onto her perfectly curled hair. She touched the crown and smiled to herself as she marched back over to the podium. She didn't know what was worse. The feeling of loath radiating from the teenagers in front of her, or the fact that Mrs. Beacon was sending shooting daggers at her. Either one made her skin itch.

"OK So now for Prom Prince. Will the remaining candidates please step forward." The guys shuffled back forwards, "And the winner of Prom King is," Alicia slid her perfectly manicured nail through the top of the gold envelope and pulled the cream piece of paper out of it. "Derrick Harrington."

The crowd erupted into cheers as Derrick swaggered forward. He wiggled his but to the crowd, nearly mooning them in the process, and then bent down to receive the crown.

"All righty then there you have it….our 4, oh wait I still have to do Prom Queen don't I? Okay so will the nominees for Prom Queen please step forward."

Claire took a deep breath and began to take deep breaths. It was a trick she had learned from her Yoga instructor to stop her from crying all the time. It actually worked. Hopefully she wouldn't need to use it after the winner was announced.

"The moment you have all been waiting for is finally here. The winner of Prom Queen is…" Alicia fumbled with the gold envelope. She pulled open the cream white sheet of paper and took a deep breath. This one's for you Massie she thought. "Cla-Massie Block."

The crowd erupted into screams of fury as Derrick reluctantly placed the crown on top of Massie's head. Massie was smiling evilly at Claire with a look that said Hey-bitch-I-won-and-you-didn't-na-na-na-na-na. Claire tried to use the deep breathing tricks but it didn't work. She could feel the tears streaming down her face as she ran off the stage and back outside to the picnic bench. Worst night EVER.

Back inside, Alicia felt Mrs. Beacons nails digging into her thin arm and pulled her away from the podium. Alicia was whirled around to face her. Mrs. Beacons face was etched with fury.

"Miss. Riviera that was a very inappropriate stunt you just pulled."

"But…"

Mrs. Beacon held up her palm coldly. "No buts. I do not care if your father sues the school. This is not grade 8. You can not just change something like Prom queen just because you feel like it. Now march back to that podium and crown Claire Lyons." She pushed Alicia up to the podium.

Alicia gulped as she saw all the angry students looking at her. They knew she had lied. They knew that Claire was supposed to win. She started fidgeting with her charm bracelet that Massie had made her wear. The one with only 3 charms on it. An M, and A, and a PC. She knew what she had to do.

"Hey guys! Look I know that you're ahb-viously pissed off at me but aw-nestly it is nawt my fault. You guys voted and you all voted for her. Now let's get this party started." She scurried off the stage before Mrs. Beacon could catch her.

Claire pulled herself onto the table and stared up at the sky. Life's a bitch, Massie shouldn't have won. Claire deserved it more then Massie did. Claire was Alpha. It was rightfully hers.

"Hey Claire, I'm so sorry. Alicia shouldn't have done that."

Claire looked up and saw Josh in all his glory standing there, Crown and all. "Look Josh you don't have to come and get me," Claire wiped a tear from her eye, Massie's Prom Queen not me. You should be falling in love with her, not me. I didn't win."

"You know that I don't care. I don't care that you're not Prom Queen. There's a reason why I asked you to the dance. You're beautiful, smart, funny and nice and that's why I love you okay? You being Prom Queen wouldn't have made any difference. I love you the way you are. Oh, I almost forgot." He reached into the paper bag and pulled out a wrist corsage. It was a beautiful shade of blue that went perfectly with Claire's dress. "My mom picked it up 'cause I was all over the place. You're not allergic are you?"

"No." Claire said, surprised. "She knew what color my dress is?"

"Yeah I told her. I was having enough trouble finding a tux that actually fit so she asked me what your dressed looked liked and I told her. Why?"

"Well, I didn't exactly win Prom queen. And only Prom Queens are worthy enough for pretty blue flowers." Claire said, nodding toward the gym.

He turned around and saw a cluster of girls crowding around Massie trying to either touch her crown or rip it off. The twinkling lights made it hard for her to tell.

He shy-smiled at her, turning back around. "You still think I care about that?"

Claire dropped her head. "No. Maybe – it's just…"

He waited

"You look nice," Claire said

"You could say handsome." He reached out and slid the corsage on her wrist. "But nice is cool."

Claire held up her arm and inspected the difference something soft and delicate could make.

"So…What do you think?" He asked.

"About?"

He bit his lower lip. "Me getting to dance with you."

Claire blushed. Thank god it was dark.

"I don't want to go back in there," Claire said.

"Me neither."

"Dance out here?" I said.

He grinned and said, "Yeah," sliding off the bench. "We got all these stars. It's a lot better then those lights."

Claire's stomach swam all over the place as he held hi hand up for her to take. He was serious. How could he be serious about holding his hand for her? But there it was. Waiting.

"Come on," he said.

As soon as she took his hand she realized that hers was beyond clammy-it was soaked. Claire wiped her hands on her dress while he brushed his fingertips over his lips, not saying a word.

"Sorry." Claire said while trying not to let the butterflies come back. Too late.

He held out his hand again. Claire took it and as she got up he whispered, "It's cool…really."

The muffled music echoing from the gym was a fast song but he held her close. Claire had never danced slow and close with anyone other then Cam but it felt, just like finding the perfect pair of Prada heels, right.

"What are you thinking?" Josh asked.

"It's lame."

"Come on," he said, baiting me. "You know you wanna tell me."

"Okay… but no laughing."

"No way," he said.

"I was thinking about…Ah, it's stupid."

"So be stupid," he said, "you're safe. I'm filled with stupid."

"Right…okay. So…"

"So…"

"So one of the best times in my life was in that alley."

"And…is there an end?"

Claire kind of laughed, "Yeah, I…" A group of giggling girls came out of the dance. "I think I liked it the best because you were there for me. And 'cause you kissed me."

"Claire?" he said.

"Yeah?" She raised my head from his shoulders.

Then it happened. Not so much as a word. But a look, Claire leaned in and he leaned in and…they kissed. And all those people who were crowding around Massie and even Massie herself fell right out of Claire's mind. You'd have thought they were going for the longest softest kiss in history. Maybe they were.

At some point they ended up lying on a picnic table talking about all the stars that neither one of them knew the names of. So they made up stories about this constellation or that constellation. Claire didn't see one shooting star, but she made a lot of wishes. Wishes that she'd probably have to make come true on her own, but that was okay.

Eventually four people ended up on that picnic table. Claire, Josh, Kristen and Derrick all with their heads tilted back up at the sky. They were talking about driving up to McDonalds in their dresses and tuxes just for the hell of it, but decided against it. That Prom was one of the best nights of Claire's life. She was actually, genuinely happy. And even Massie and her crown couldn't put her out of it. People and crowns come and go, but friends are there to stay and that's what Josh, Kristen and Derrick were. Friends.