Christine's Pov

By the time we got to school and to the gym the dance had already started. I could hear the music blaring from inside and saw the flowers and streamers decorating the entrance. I had to admit, the dance committee were really good at their jobs. Together we made our way toward the entrance of the gym and when I saw the inside my breath was taken away. There were flowers everywhere, the tables were decorated beautifully and on the stage was the seat for the May queen, who was Kate. She had been nominated this year, much to the distress of the head cheerleader.

Once we were inside to the point where I could look around properly I instantly noticed Ford and Stacey standing together. Stacey was wearing an emerald dress that wrapped around her neck and had silver beading down the side, while Ford was in a simple dress shirt and pants. Apparently he had bucked up the courage to ask her out and she had said yes in an instant. Layla was with her date, wearing a dark red dress. Anna was in a pink dress, not that I saw her with at date, and Chase and James were both dressed in blue dress shirts and black slacks. Chase's girlfriend was right by his side in a short blue dress, the same color as Chase's shirt, but James looked really lonely.

"Christine, Kate, you both look undeniably beautiful." James said as we reached him and I hugged him. I really hoped he found someone to be with, he deserved that.

"So do you James." I said and he smiled at me.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I think it's time I dance with my girlfriend." Michael said, coming up behind me. A slow song has started playing, a song called "A moment like this" by Leona Lewis. I turned to face him and saw he has his hand out, waiting for me to take it. I took it with a bright smile and let him lead me to the dance floor, then he wrapped his arm around my neck as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Remember when we went to Sweet's and Jessica's wedding. I was nine and you eight and we danced just like this, all though I sucked at dancing back then." He said and I laughed, smiling up at him.

"You kept stepping on my feet. It was so annoying and by the end of the night my feet were red and swollen. I remember getting so mad at you, but then you looked so pitiful that I let it go and took pity on you. I'm pretty sure that's why we both learnt how to dance" I said and he laughed.

"Well that's why I learnt to dance, you on the other hand have never needed any help with dancing." Michael said and I smiled at him, then I rested my head on his shoulder. It was really nice, being like this with him. When I was younger I had sometimes imagined what would happen if we got together, but when I did he would always end up doing something really irritating that day and I would get so pissed with him that those sorts of thoughts would almost immediately fly out the window. "Did you ever think we'd get together when you were young?" Michael asked, as though he was reading my thoughts. Seriously, how the hell did he do that?

"It crossed my mind once or twice, but in the end you'd do something so annoying that made me think you were so arrogant that I instantly thought it would never happen because you could be such a pain in my ass." I admitted and he chuckled, his eyes shining with humor.

"Nice to know what you think of me" He said, sounding a little offended, so I moved away from him slightly and looked him right in the eyes.

"Michael, we both know that you can be a real pain at times, like when you consistently change the password on my computer, but I wouldn't be with you if that's the only thing I thought" I admitted and he smiled, then he placed his lips softly against mine. He was an excellent kisser, though I don't know how since I had never seen him kiss anyone before. Maybe he practiced by kissing his pillow, or he could just have talent. Our kiss didn't last long and when he moved away enough to look at me I smiled. "So did you ever imagine us getting together when we were younger?"

"Quite a lot actually, though that was mainly because mom kept saying it would be so cute if we got together when we grew up. If I'm being truthful though, I only started taking notice of you as a girl instead of just my best friend when you turned fourteen, I mean how couldn't I with the way your body was changing in very impressive ways" He said and I stamped my foot down on his. He just had to ruin the moment by saying that, didn't he. He really had been spending way too much time with Darius.

We danced through three whole songs after without being interrupted by our friends, which was actually a surprise, and I have to admit I was happy about that. It was our first date for gods sack and I wanted to enjoy it, which I really was. Then, of course, Kate appeared out of nowhere with a floral crown on her head and ripped me away from him.

"Sorry Michael, but now it's my turn to dance with her." Kate said, just as an upbeat song started playing. Michael raised his hands up in defense.

"Okay, okay, I'm going" He said and he quickly left the dance floor. He knew not to mess with Kate, so he definitely wasn't going to fight her on this. Still, I was a little annoyed with her for interrupting our dancing.

"Why did you do that, I was enjoying dancing with him?" I asked and she shook her head, then she decided to completely ignore my question.

"Did you see Mariah's face while you were dancing with Michael? She was really pissed off." Kate said and I rolled my eyes. We all knew that Mariah had wanted Michael to be hers, but she was too late now. He was dating me now. Obviously though that didn't stop her from approaching MY boyfriend the moment he was off the dance floor with a predatory look in her eyes and a sultry smile on her face. If I sound a bit jealous that's because I am, but still I made my way over to them with Kate by my side.

"Hello Mariah" I said, taking Michael's hand in mine as I did.

"Hi Christine, I was just asking Michael if he wanted to dance with a real girl." She said and I raised my eyebrow.

"Really, I don't see one." I said, looking around, then I noticed her stink eye and looked back at her. "Oh, you mean you. I thought you were the biggest bitch on campus who had slept with nearly every guy in school." I said. I knew I was being a bitch, I can admit that, but it wasn't like I was lying. Her dress proved it, I mean if you could even call the scrap of she was wearing a dress. I wouldn't even call it a top.

"Huh, you're just jealous because I have a lot of guys who want me." She smirked and I laughed.

"Actually I'm not because I much prefer having only one guy who loves me for who I am instead of sleeping with a bunch of random guys who only want me for my body and know I'll sleep with them because I have no self-respect for myself." I said and she laughed, while the others behind us starting snickering.

"As if Michael could love a freak like you" She sneered and I admit I was slightly tempted to hit her. Obviously I was more like my mother than I had thought, though she had hit a mob boss.

"Actually I do love her Mariah and you know what, my girlfriend is not a freak. We both see dead bodies, so if you want to call her a freak then you should be calling me one two. Otherwise, go annoy some other guy, just make sure you pick someone who's dumb enough to dance with you" Michael said and everyone started laughing behind us, even I laughed despite the fact that I was smiling inside because he had just admitted that he loved me in front of everyone who was watching us.

"Huh, whatever. You'll realize what you're missing out on sooner or later Michael." She said and then she twitched away, making me cringe.

"Well she was fun." Ford said and they all started laughing, while Michael looked down at me with a smile on his face.

"You know you're kinda cute when you're jealous" He said and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Don't get used to it." I said and you know what, after that the night was drama free.