A/N: One of my favorite chapters. Its short but sweet. Not sure how everyone is gonna take it but I really loved it. This was a crucial part where I knew exactly where I wanted the story to go. So I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I only own Darcy.

Do You Wanna Get Out Of Here?

After a late night at the police station Darcy arrived back home. She walked into her room and spotted her mom's old prom dress. She picked it up and held it up to her and gazed at herself in the mirror.

"You like?" she heard her Uncle say.

"Yes" she replied.

"I made sure I grabbed it when I was back there"

"It's beautiful" she said.

"Well try it on, maybe I can adjust it in time"

"You know how to adjust"

"Um I was friends with your mother. Of course I do" he laughed and she went and tried it on. It fit perfectly. She did a twirl in the mirror. "You look beautiful"

"Thank you" she smiled.

As it got closer in time to prom she began to get the rest of herself ready.

"So are you going Stag"
"No, Bass is taking me"

"Oh really?"

"Were friends" she said. "I'll never date Chuck"

"I think I heard your mother say that once about your father" Keith commented and left the room.

Later Chuck picked her up in the limo and they headed in. She had to admit he looked good. Not Nate Archibald good but still good.

"You look amazing tonight" he said to her.

"Not bad yourself Bass" she replied.

"Care to dance" he asked holding out his hand.

"Yes" she responded taking his hand. He guided her out onto the dance floor and they danced for a few songs. After a while she excused herself to go 'powder her nose'. When she got back out Nate and Blair had just been crowned King and Queen. Chuck had a huge smile on his face from across the room. She walked over to him and grabbed his arm. "Did someone stuff the box?"
"I don't know what you're talking about" he said guiding her back on the floor.

After a few more songs she excused herself again but headed to the punch bowl. Nate stood there.

"Is it spiked?" she asked.

"Doesn't seem to be" he said then laughed to himself.

"Where's the royal highness?"

"We broke up" he said handing her a drink.

"You and Blair? Broke up?" she said smiling mostly to herself.
"It was for the best really. I mean I think we only got back together because we were comfortable with each other."

"If you think so" she said smiling.

"Do you wanna get out of here" he asked.
"Are you hitting on me?" she asked.

"I might have a party favor" he said holding up a joint.

"You should have started with that" she said and set her drink down and followed him upstairs.

They got up to a room and walked in. She looked around at the set up. This place looked amazing.

"Can I assume that this was the post prom room?" she asked.

"Yeah, now currently not going in use" he said.

"It's nice"

"Let's not talk about that" he said

"Right, Nate Archibald wants to get high" she said grabbing the joint out of his hand and leaning against the counter.

"And Darcy is stingy" he said reaching for it pinning her against the counter.

"You said you would share" she said laughing.

"Has anyone ever tell you that you have a cute laugh" he said.

"I think someone started without me"

"I may have had one before"
"Or two" she said grabbing the lighter out of his pocket.

"I had one joint after Blair broke up with me"

"Trying to soften the blow?" she said.

"Something like that" he said. Darcy couldn't help but notice that Nate still had her pinned against the counter.

"As much as I enjoy this current position the counter kinda hurts" she said setting the joint and lighter on the counter. She couldn't think about that right now. She was getting a different kind of high. Her and Nate were so close she could hardly contain herself. A big part of herself wanted to just kiss him but then the other half was telling her to let him make the first move. Their faces were centimeters away from each other.

"Did it get really hot in here?" Nate asked.

"Yeah" she said. Nate leaned down and captured her lips with his and lifted her onto the counter not breaking apart and totally forgetting all about the joint that had started the whole thing. Before she knew it they had both been rid of their clothes. This was something Darcy had waited for since she had met him. This was her moment.