Chapter 21

Maya's POV

When my alarm went off, I rolled over to snooze it. Instead of my alarm, I felt a flower. I open my eyes to see a tie dye rose laying where my alarm clock should be. My alarm was moved across the room where I had to get up to turn it off.

The rose had a note that said "Good Morning Beautiful. Get to school and I'll see you tonight."

I carried it out to the living room with me. "Mom, do you know anything about this?" I asked.

"Josh gave it to Shawn last night and asked him to put it where you would see it. It was your Dad's idea to move your alarm clock across the room." Mom answered.

"I wonder what he is up to now?" I muttered as I walked back to my room.

"Remember don't wash your hair this morning sweetie! Topanga said to tell you to wear a shirt that buttons up, not one that goes over your head. You can leave school at 12:30, and Topanga will be there to check you and Riley out. I'll try to be there at the hairdressers, but it depends on if Lilly Kate is still cranky." Mom yelled from the other room.

I can't believe Prom is finally here. Its the last step before graduation, and before we enter the real world.

First Period I have a sub for Trig, so I convince her to let me go to the art room. I quickly settle in and lose myself in my final project. My idea seems to work, and the next thing I know, the teacher is calling my name.

"Maya... Maya. Ms. Hunter!" Mrs. Lisimrick called. "The bell has rung. Its the end of second period. Who do you have for 3rd period and I will call and let them know you will be late."

"I have PE with Coach Turner. He will probably tell you to let me stay." I replied, hoping I was right.

A few minutes later, she comes back by and tells me not to rush, but to start cleaning my area. I slowly packed away my materials and washed my brushes.

"Mrs. L, can I put my canvas in the storage closet? It's not complete and I'd rather it not be seen until its finished." I asked.

She unlocked the extra closet and showed me where to place it where it could safely dry.

I made it to PE just in time for the bell to ring to change classes. Great... my last class before we can leave is Mr. Matthews.

He goes on a tangent lecturing us about safe prom behavior, and that our behavior represents the school, and not just us.

Finally the bell rings and we can go meet Topanga in the office. We have just a few hours for hair and makeup, before the boys meet us.

When we get to the hairdresser's shop, she asks us what we want.

"I want a waterfall braid, but can you curl the waterfall?" I asked, and she agreed.

"I want curls and it somewhat up but kinda down..." Riley tried to explain.

Smackle showed her a picture of her dress, and told her to do whatever would look the best.

I ask Riley to get my purple sketchpad out of my bag, so I can talk to the hairdresser.

"Riley doesn't know it, and it needs to be a surprise, but there is a really good possibility that she is going to be crowned prom queen tonight. The last I was told she had a good majority of the votes, but the vote wasn't final yet." I whispered to the lady helping us.

"I can't find a purple one. I can find a blue one and a green one, but no purple." Riley called, holding both up.

"That's right. I left the purple one at school in my art locker. Can you bring me the green one and a pencil? I want to sketch while shes doing my hair." I thanked her.

We hadn't been at the shop for thirty minutes when we heard someone at the door. "Delivery for a Mrs. Matthews?"

Topanga went to see what it was, and came back shaking her head.

"Those boys." She handed out cups with notes from the guys written on them. They somehow arranged for coffee to be delivered to each of us, exactly the way we liked it.

"Oh, that reminds me. Ms. Hunter, something was delivered for you earlier. I put it in the refrigerator to keep it safe. Let me go grab it." Molly, the hairdresser's assistant stated.

I wondered what in the world would need to be kept cold!

She handed me a small plastic box. I opened the note to see it was from Josh. "I know you don't like corsages, but I thought this would work. It reminded me of you, and I thought you might like to wear it tonight."

I opened the box and laughed. It was another tie dye rose, but this time it was arranged to be a hair clip.

I held it up gently for the others to see. "Josh sent me this instead of a corsage. Its for my hair."

We finished getting ready just in time for the boys to arrive. Prom ended up being 90s themed, so the music was loud and we had a great time just dancing around.