Prom Prep

Mitchie's Point of View

Normally, I would be excited to be preparing for senior prom, but Sierra had forced me and Meghan to be on the prom committee. Who knew that the prom would take so much work? We had to find a caterer, someone to dj the prom, and a place to hold it. Then we had to decorate the room. Not to mention we still had to go dress shopping, too. Unlike Meghan and me, Sierra also had to find a date. At least Meghan and I already had plans to go with Shane and Nate.

"Majorly good news; the caterer gave us a discount," Sierra said one day at my locker. Meghan gave a halfhearted cheer and I just continued to rummage through my locker, looking for my calculus book. Sierra rolled her eyes at our lack of enthusiasm.

"What?" I asked. Actually, I yawned. Being on prom committee had me staying up most of the night, trying to coordinate with Sierra and Meghan about the layout of the room. So far, we had the location and food done and it was Meghan's job to find a dj. We still had to figure out how to decorate the hotel and then actually decorate it.

Right after school the three of us went dress shopping. We must have tried on most of the store before Sierra and Meghan found one. They were being very picky on what dress I was going to wear. Meghan kept saying that this was our senior prom and I should find something special. I had a feeling that there was something else but I couldn't figure out what it was. After I finally found one, we dropped the dresses off at our houses before Meghan and I headed back to my house to wait for the boys to pick us up and take us to the apartment.

Before I knew it, it was the day of prom. Sierra and Meghan were going over last minute details. When I tried to help they just told me that I had to go get ready, so I obeyed. I spent at least an hour just deciding on how to wear my hair and then another half hour actually doing it. The makeup took less time because I only had a little bit of makeup. Meghan came over right as I finished with my makeup. I helped her do her hair and makeup and then we put on our dresses. We got done with a few minutes left to spare so we did some finishing touches on our makeup.

When the boys arrived, we hurriedly put on our shoes and walked downstairs. Meghan went first and I could hear Nate complimenting her. I took a deep breathe and walked down the stairs. Shane, who was rolling his eyes at Nate, looked extremely handsome in his black tux. Nate looked up at me and elbowed Shane lightly. Shane looked up at me and his jaw dropped. I watched as he struggled to compose his expression.

"Y-you l-look… wow," he stuttered. I blushed as Nate and Meghan stifled laughter. When I got to the bottom, Shane immediately pulled me in for a quick kiss and slipped a corsage onto my wrist. We pulled apart as my parents walked in. Dad looked disgruntled, as he had always been. Dad had never liked that Shane was so much older than me, nor did he like that Shane used to have a reputation as a jerk, no matter how much I tried to convince him that he had changed. My mom walked in with a completely different attitude. She took a bunch of photos before she let us leave for the prom. We all climbed into the limo. As the limo got closer to the hotel, Shane looked more and more nervous. Nate and Meghan kept telling him to calm down. When I asked what they were talking about, Meghan told me it was nothing, Nate would refuse to look me in the eyes, and Shane would just shrug. I was almost mad at them because they wouldn't tell me what was going on. Shane noticed that I was pouting and he leaned in to kiss the top of my head.

"You look so beautiful," he whispered. I smiled and turned my head so that he could kiss me on the lips. We refused to pull back when Nate and Meghan started clearing their throats. I did pull back, laughing, when Nate started making gagging noises. Now it was Shane's turn to pout. I kissed him on the cheek to cheer him up.

"We're here," the driver announced. The four of us got out of the limo and everyone at the prom turned to stare at us. I noticed that the girls were all staring at Shane and Nate and I couldn't help but feel jealous even though I was dating Shane. Shane was wearing the same expression as I was. I pulled Shane into a side hallway before we got to the ballroom.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"Didn't you notice that almost every guy out there was staring at you?" he asked, surprised. I shook my head slowly, not believing that any guy would stare at me. He laughed humorlessly and pulled me into the ballroom. When we got inside, I noticed that Shane was right; almost every guy in the room turned and stared at me. I could see the lust in their eyes. I could also see the lust for Shane in all of the girl's eyes. Another pang of jealousy hit as me and Shane started to dance.

Yes, short chapter but you have writers block to blame. The next chapter will be longer because I've been working on it for about 2 months, or more, idk why i've been working on it for so long. I'm going to go put the finishing touches on it and get it up so it will be up soon, or maybe not because the season premiere of the secret life of the american teenager is in less than 30 minutes (YAY!) and I'm going to be watching that. This is not even CLOSE to when the story will end because I have plenty more ideas until I end the story and start the sequel. On a similar note, I need suggestions for a sequel name. All suggestions are welcome and I will give credit to you if I choose yours. If I do choose yours, it won't be definite and you won't know until the last chapter of this story because I can change my mind. Please read, review, recommend to friends, and send me suggestions for the sequel name and the soundtrack.

I REWROTE GONE!!!!!! just thought i would add.