Promosauras

'My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only think keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away.' Wendelin Van Draanen, 'Flipped'

Dear Diary,

When Will found out last year, that I'd never been to a prom, he was determined I'd go to this one. We signed up to a be a presence on the night and were there in body but once we were in each other's arms, as Santana sang in 'Take My Breath Away, Will and I kept 'returning and returning to some secret place inside' of us. We stayed behind the mass of teenagers, a distant island paradise floating on a swirling sea of energy and excitement that was palpable. I barely registered that Quinn stood for the first time since her accident and Rachel arrived late…and she won prom queen – she wasn't even nominated!

Actually Britney did an outstanding job. The theme was 'dinosaurs' and the hall looked appropriately cave like, the kids loved the meat, berries and rain water and surprisingly no one wore hair gel, including Will. Sue made her best punch ever with 7 tablespoons of Vizeen just to ensure the prom ended on time. I have to hand it to her – her subversive and near immoral methods of controlling teenagers is impressive. The Glee kids performed to raucous applause after every number.

God knows where Britney managed to find a giant dinosaur but she did and it became the photo 'booth'. Will and I had our photo taken on the dinosaur. I spontaneously kissed him in front of everyone, I couldn't help it; life is a lot less predictable without OCD being in charge! Jacob was official photographer and he captured the moment. It will no doubt be in his school paper/blog on Monday, but I don't care.

After our photo, I whispered in Will's ear, 'Let's go home.' He looked at me, gave Figgins a wave and lead the way out. We almost ran to the car. As soon as we got in, I grabbed his face between my hands and started kissing him. He moaned. We eventually stopped our heavy petting and I rested my forehead against his and said, 'Drive.'

I watched him as he drove, he turned to me and asked, 'What is it?'

'Just love. For you.' I said nonchalantly. 'Beating through my bloodstream, like sustenance.'

He took my hand and went that little bit faster.

At home we fell on to the bed, clothes peeling off, kisses tumbling, limbs entwined. I was going all the way tonight. There were no interfering thoughts. Then, the phone rang. We stopped and looked at each other. I sat up, my legs akimbo over his torso and looking down at him asked, 'Who would phone at this late and unexpected hour?'

'It might be one of the kids,' Will said, 'I told them they could phone me anytime they were in trouble. It is Prom night, maybe Puck finally succeeded in spiking Sue's punch.' He picked up the phone. It was my mother. That killed it.