THE JOURNAL OF RACETRACK HIGGINS Ch18 PROM NIGHT!
Disclaimer: Slash. Don't like it? Don't read it. I own none of the newsies, but I do own all the other original characters.
A/N: I'm getting it out early! Yipee! Enjoy… :)
6/5/04
Prom 2004 was awesome. It was such an amazing night. Honestly, I'll never forget it.
It began right after school, when I 'stole' Spot's car and sped to the florist to pick up his boutonniere. We had agreed on a white rose to pin to the lapels of our jackets.
Then I had to get ready. It was my first time wearing a tux, so it took me a bit to figure out how to put everything one. I gelled my hair and put on some cologne, and I was ready.
I knocked on Spot's door when I was finished. When he let me in, my heart literally skipped a beat. There he was, looking absolutely gorgeous. I always have thought guys in tuxes where hot, but no model could ever compare to the way Spot looked. Not to mention his hair was slightly in his eyes, and it made him look even better. We stood there for a minute or two, just staring at each other.
"Wow… You look great in a tux, Race. You should wear one more often."
I chuckled. "You look hot yourself, too."
"Come on. I know Mom wants to take, oh, about a million pictures of us."
We went downstairs to take the pictures. Mrs. Conlon started to cry as we pinned the boutonnieres on each other.
Then it was off to Jack's mansion for the more formal pictures with our friends. We got there just as Blink and Crosser were arriving. Everyone else, Jack, Curly, Skitts, Braids, Mush, and Peanut, were already there. We set up for pictures in front of the big weeping cherry tree in front of Jack's house. We had the some tradition, serious pictures, but we also had some funny ones, like all the guys doing the 'Charlie's Angels' pose.
Finally, we all piled into the limo and se off for the half hour ride to the Ocean Hilton Hotel, where the prom was being held. That's where the real fun began. It was only my second time in a limo, so I was playing with all the buttons, much to the annoyance of my friends.
When we arrived at the hotel, many limos were already there, but there were a few behind us. Everyone got out and started to go inside. Spot and I were the last ones out.
"You ready?" He asked me.
"Yup. You?"
"I will be," He said, and then he lightly kissed me. When we pulled away, he continued. "Now I am. Come one. Prom is waiting!"
We walked into the hotel and down the stairs to the dance. We were met by blasting music, bright lights flashing at us, and a red carpet. The theme was 'Hollywood Nights.' Everyone got the 'red carpet' treatment as they walked in, with the teachers pretending to be paparazzi, taking your picture as you entered.
Inside, the dance floor was basically empty. All the students were either sitting around their tables or congregating in clumps around the edges of the hall. My friends and I maneuvered our way to a table in the back to drop our stuff. The girls immediately dropped their purses and pulled off their shoes, complaining of sore feet. Girls… I don't get why they just have to have the perfect shoes when they take them off two seconds into the dance anyway!
After a few minutes of just sitting around, the DJ announced that the dance floor was now officially open. Curly, Peanut, Crosser, and Braids immediately jumped up, pulling their guys behind them and ran to the middle of the floor. That left Spot and I alone at the table. I didn't really fell like dancing yet, since we just got there, so we sat our that song. But as soon as the next song started, Curly rushed over to us.
"Come on, you two! Get your asses on the floor now!" She called to us, as she grabbed our arms and dragged us over to the dance floor. Once we got there, she persisted, "No dance! It's Prom. Live a little, would ya?"
Spot smirked at her, turned to me and asked, "Would you care to dance?"
"Why, of course I would," I answered, laughing.
Thus started our non-stop dance-athon. When I said before that I suck at dancing, I wasn't lying. Spot had to teach me how to do everything! But eventually I got the hang of it, and we were on that floor for every song, fast, slow, anything. We did everything from grinding (which, might I add, Spot is an excellent grinder) and the Cotton-eyed Joe, to the YMCA and the Cha Cha Slide.
As always, people were staring. But I didn't care. It was Prom, and no one was gonna ruin it for me. Not even Brady. I still can't believe I did that…
Spot and I were grinding when we heard him.
"Oh great, we have to share the floor with the fags," Brady said, and as usual, he posse laughed as though Brady was a god.
I broke away from Spot and was determined to end this once and for all.
"Ok, you know what Brady? Fuck off. I know why you're doing this… It's 'cause you're pissed that my date is hotter than yours."
Brady's jaw dropped at my outburst, as my friends who heard me started cracking up and encouraging me on, especially Spot.
But Brady's bimbo-girl Darcy didn't think it was so funny. "He called me ugly! Brady, so something!" She whined, very annoyingly.
Brady snapped to attention. "What did you just say, queer?"
"You heard your bitch. I said that my date is hotter than yours and your pissed at that fact." I said, surprising myself at how calm I was. I glanced around and saw many people starting to intently watch our 'scene.'
"You little fag," Brady started. "How dare you-"
Spot cut him off. "Oh you know it's true. You know you want me. You know you do all of this just to cover it up," Spot said, smirking.
This created even more laughter. Even some of HIS friends started chuckling along with everybody else. Brady couldn't come up with something to say, and stood there, gaping like an idiot, scanning the gaping the laughing crowd, all while growing redder by the second.
"How do you like it now, huh?" I said, gesturing to the crowd. "The tables are turned. They're laughing at you now, not us. How do you like that?"
He glared at me one last time, and then grabbed Darcy's hand and said, as he pushed his way toward the exit, "Come on Darcy… This prom blows."
"So long asshole!" I called out, my smile a mile wide. Spot squeezed my shoulders as we turned toward our friends. They high-fived us, and congratulated us on standing up to Brady.
I felt like I could fly. I finally stood up to him... And it worked!
After the excitement died down, Spot and I finally got back on the dance floor. This time, no one made fun of us. After another hour or so, the DJ had an announcement to make.
"Ok kids, time for the last dance of the night. So grab your special someone and get on the floor. And now, your Prom song 2004, Aerosmith's 'I Don't Want to Miss a Thing."
The floor immediately filled up with every couple, arm and arm. I will never forget that dance. Spot and I fit together perfectly, his arms around me and mine around him.
When the song was almost over, I finally got up the guts to say something.
"Spot, I had an amazing night tonight."
He smiled. "Me too."
"And I just want to say something…" I took a breath and continued. "I… I love you."
Spot lifted up his head and looked me right in the eye. Squeezing my hand, he replied, "I love you too." And then he kissed me.
At that moment, I didn't care that I was making out with Spot in front of the entire senior class. I was floating on air as we kissed, still dancing to the song.
I will never forget this night. It was amazing. Can't wait for the rest of this weekend!
-Racetrack
A/N: -squeals- I honestly LOVE the way this came out! Hehe…
Next chappie- Prom weekend! Should be out soon… I have half of it written already!
Shoutouts
Singin'-newsies-goil: GUARD ROCKS MY SOCKS! Lol.. thankies!
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StrawberriShake: lol.. prom bids are what my school calls the tix, and the boutonneires are the flowers the guys wear on their lapels… Newsies in bathing suits is HOT! And you bet there will be more of that coming up! Thankies!
BitterSweetDragon: thankies! Glad ya liked it!
Madison Square: hehe.. guys in tuxes (esp Race or Spot) is HOT! Lol thankies!
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Coin: Seaside rocks! That's next chappie!! Hehe thanks for the review!
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