The Gang reads about Randall attending Prom.
Chapter 16: Prom
Shirley, Ricky's assistant, had taken the book.
"Chapter 16: Prom. In the events that had lead up to where we were seniors, and up to the day of prom I have tried to figure out how to ask Cheyenne out. I wanted her to be my date. She was the love of my life. I was looking on the internet on how to ask a girl out. I was hopeless when it came to girls. Other than my family and Cheyenne, I was useless.
"Let's see…" I muttered.
There was one involving sticky notes. A banner. Something including the proposal stance… none of these would work! Suddenly an idea flashed into my mind. I could bake her a message! I was a great baker and it was romantic and delicious! I grabbed my chef hat and all the ingredients I was going to use to make my famous cupcakes. By the time I was done, I was covered in flour and red icing. On the tray were almost six dozens of cupcakes spelling out 'Will you go to prom with me?' I smiled at my creativism. I was sure that she would say yes.
"Mom! I'm going to school! See you later!"
I had taken my cupcakes, covered with a lid so it my cupcakes didn't get destroyed. When I arrived at the school I had went over to mine and Cheyenne's first our class, sitting it on her desk, well… I think it was her desk. I went over to mine, waiting. Suddenly Mandy, the most popular girl in the whole school had went over to the desk with my cupcakes on it. Oh no. Mandy was a tall thin blue monster with dark blue hair in a pony-tail, wearing a designer Tank top and skirt. She opened the lid to see my cupcake message. I gulped. She looked at me, back at my message and finally me. How was I going to break it to her that I was actually trying to ask someone else out? She went over to me.
"Okay Randy. If you want to take me to the prom then we have to lay down some rules. One you stay an arm length away from me. Two make sure you buy me a white rose, not red and no carnations. Since you aren't old enough to drive then I assume you'll probably have your parents pick us up. Three, don't talk to my friends. Pick me up at 7."
"O-o-okay…"
Did I just accidentally set myself up a date with the most popular girl in the school? I guess I did. She had taken the hold of the cup cakes and walked off with them. I banged my head against my desk. How could I be so stupid! My first chance to ask Cheyenne out and I blew it! I'm terrible! I guess I should be lucky that I'm going out with the most popular girl in the whole school. But I didn't want to go with her. I wanted to go out with Cheyenne. I sighed.
"What am I going to do?" I groaned to myself.
I sighed. I was just going to have to get through prom while I was with her. After first hour Cheyenne pulled me over to the side.
"I heard you were going with Mandy to prom. Is this true?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Y-y-yea… b-b-b-but it's not what you think-!" I started.
"Congratulations! I didn't think you had it in you!"
I stood there in shock. She was happy? Well of course she was she didn't know that I was really trying to ask her out. I gulped and force a smile on my face.
"Th-thanks?"
The whole day people were congratulating me for getting date with Mandy. I didn't even try. It was all an accident. I was shoved into the locker and I knew by whom. Mandy's ex-boyfriend Todd. He was a football jock.
"How did a geek like you manage to get my girl to agree to go to the prom with you?" he snarled.
"I-i-it was an accident! I-I-I was tr-trying to a-ask another girl o-o-out!"
"So my girl isn't good enough for you? Is that it?"
"N-n-no! I-i-i-it's not like that!"
"So you're trying to steal my girl?"
"P-p-p-please… I-I-I didn't mean to ask her out… I-I-I'm sorry….Pl-Please let me go…"
He growled and slammed my head back into the locker. He let me go and walked off. I was going to get it, and badly. Later I learned that Todd had asked Cheyenne out. I felt crushed, but I knew that I couldn't do anything. That night I was getting ready for my date. Emilia had gone out renting me a tux. I wasn't big on clothes but I couldn't dare go to the dance informal. I got the white rose like Mandy wanted. I sighed as I put it on.
"Let's do this." I sighed.
I ran down the stairs, calling for Cheryal. Mandy wasn't wrong about me getting Emilia and Cheryal to take us. She was already at the front door. I ran out and got in the car. At least we had a ride and didn't have to walk there. We arrived at her house and picked her up, after I knocked on her door, handed her, her rose. We arrived at the school and got out of the car.
"I'll pick you two up at eleven. Have fun." Cheryal told us.
"Okay mom." I told her. "Bye."
Mandy grabbed my arm and pulled me into the school. I gulped as I was yanked into the gym. The theme was 'Night under the Stars.' It's a nice theme. I looked over to see Cheyenne in a black and red dress, her hair in a pony-tail. She looked so pretty. Too bad that I was with Mandy. She pulled me over to her friends.
"Hey girls." She replied to her clique.
"Hey Mandy." They replied.
"This is my date. You know uh, Randy?"
"Oh right… Lizard-boy," one of them replied.
I looked down. I would've told them that I didn't like being called that, but I didn't have the guts to tell them. I stood at arm length, doing as she told me. I looked over at Cheyenne to see that she was talking to Todd, but he seemed uninterested in what she was saying. I looked around for Fungus to see that he had gone with Sandy. She wasn't the most popular girl in our grade. She was a nerd too, always keeping to herself, nose in a book. She wore thick green glasses that complimented her light blue skin. I assume that they were talking about a book, based on how excited Sandy looked.
"So Randy, do you have any hobbies?" Chelsea asked.
I looked over at Mandy. She did say not to talk to her friends. She nodded, giving me permission.
"I-I'm on the debate club and I-I-I was on the cheer sq-squad for a m-month…" I replied, looking away.
"Why'd you quit?"
"J-just wasn't my thing…"
"So how'd you get on the squad?" Michelle asked.
"I-I-I'm r-really good at g-gymnastics." I answered, adjusting my glasses.
"Randall, go get us some punch." Mandy demanded.
"O-o-okay…"
I walked over to the punch and started pouring four cup; each one for Mandy and her friends. I didn't like the taste of punch so I didn't get one. Cheyenne waved for me to come over. I did so, but knew that I had to get to Mandy and her friends soon.
"Hi Cheyenne. I can't stay long. I have to give Mandy and her friends their drinks. Are you and Todd together?" I asked, looking over at the jock who was hanging with his friends.
"Just for tonight. I don't really like him. He's only asked me out because you asked out his ex-girlfriend. So your famous cupcakes. What I give to have one of those right now. The food here sucks. To be honest, I'm waiting for those two to start sucking faces. I can't stand being next to Todd and his court of dumbness. Meet under the disco ball?"
I nodded.
"See you there."
I went back to Mandy and her friends and gave them their drinks. I watched as they went back to their conversation. I went over to where the disco call was and stood underneath. Over the last few weeks, I had discovered that I was nominated for prom king. I didn't know if I should be suspicious or proud. I guess I should be proud. Emilia and Cheryal didn't stop hugging and kissing me when they found out.
"So you came. Gees, Todd and Mandy need to get back together. This is the worst prom ever." Cheyenne sighed. "The only one having fun with their date out of our trio is Fungus. Never thought I would see him have so much fun with a girl. Our little Funk is growing up."
I nodded. I looked at the ground and shyly up at her. A slow song started to play. I opened my mouth only to ask her if she would like to dance only to have Mandy come over and grabbed my arm. She looked past me. Probably hoping to make Todd jealous. She grabbed my face and kissed me. I didn't know whether if I should happy or afraid. It was my first kiss and I didn't know what to do. She pulled away, leaving me in shock.
"What the hell was that?" Todd roared, as he tackled me.
I'm no fighter. I'm as thin as a twig! There's no way I can fight him! I whimpered and twisted hoping to get away from him. He had grabbed my fronds, bending my head to where I was looking up at him.
"What do you think you're doing? Kissing my girl?" he snarled.
"B-b-but she k-kissed me…" I whimpered.
Cheyenne shoved him off.
"Don't you dare touch him." She growled. "Go back to kissing that,"
The 'that' she was referring to was Mandy of course. She grabbed my hand and pulled me away. She lead me over to the middle of the side tables. We sat down.
"Those stupid popular kids. I can't stand them. And to think that they were using us so they could get back together. Well this night is a bust. At least we can see if you won Prom king. Even if you don't win, at least we got to hang together."
I nodded in agreement. I looked up to see Tyler, another jock, trying to get our attention.
"Hey! Hello! Dudes! SHUT UP YOU LITTLE MORONS!" he snapped at us.
Everyone shut up and looked at them. He cleared his throat. He held up the envelope of the names of the prom king and queen.
"Now it's time to reveal the prom nominees. First up, Prom queen."
Everyone watched as he opened the envelope.
"And our prom queen is… Mandy Phelps!"
"Of course," Cheyenne groaned. "Everyone votes for the Preps. How'd you get nominated?"
"I have no idea." I answered.
Mandy had ran up there and stood there as one of the girls placed the plastic tiara on her head. Some were clapping. Tyler motioned for them to shut up. Or well… he told them too. Cheyenne turned to me, and grabbed my hand. I felt my heart leap into my throat. She was holding my hand! I felt my throat dry and I gulped. Stay cool, Randall. You don't want to embarrass yourself in front of the girl of your dreams who also happens to be your best female friend… oh god… She's grabbing my hand tighter!
"Randy, if you win, this will get bump us up on the popularity scale!"
I nodded. I didn't really care about being popular. All I wanted to do was ask her out, hoping that she'll say yes. But how was I going to do that?
"And the winner is… oh my god… Lizard-boy himself! Randy Boggs!"
My jaw dropped. I actually won? Cheyenne pushed me up there.
"Go!"
I ran up there. I couldn't believe. I had actually won! Me! The shy geek that everyone loved to pick on had won prom king! And at thirteen years-old! I think I set a record for being the youngest teen to be nominated for prom king and won…."
"Randall won prom king?" George asked.
"Something bad is going to happen. There is no way that they're just going to let him be prom king. Beside the book is all about Randall's screwed up life." Ricky replied.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Shirley went back to reading.
"I ran onto the stage, shaking in well… nervousness and excitement. I didn't' think that I would ever win something this big! I gulped as they started to place the crown on me. Before it touched my head, they shoved me into a box. Or I think it was a box… I don't know. I gulped and turned invisible. Not by choice but nervousness, like always. Soundly a growl sounded. Oh no… please tell me that wasn't a Fluppy. I unblended and I turned to see a large blue-green Fluppy with sharp teeth and mean black three eyes.
"Nice Fluppy…nice Fluppy…" I whimpered backing up.
The Fluppy growled again and started to attack me.
"Help! Bad Fluppy! Bad Fluppy! Ow! Ow! HELP!" I cried.
That Fluppy was going to tear me apart. I heard a bone snapped.
"Ow!" I wailed.
Having a bone broken does not feel good. It hurts! And it was my leg too! I pushed on the door. The door swung open and I feel into Cheyenne's arms.
"My leg…" I whimpered.
"You idiots!" She growled at them. "By the time I get through with you, you'll be nothing but dirt when I get through with you! Let's go Ran; we need to get you to a hospital. And guys…"
She pulled out a piece of meat, obviously from the snack table. She tossed to Todd who caught it. The Fluppy had smelt the meat and started to attack him.
"Ahh! Bad Fluppy! Help!" He exclaimed.
Cheyenne put my arm around her shoulder and helped me out. Worst night ever. I was never going to live this humiliation down. And I better get used to it because more was coming…"
"That must've been horrible." Celia replied.
"Nothing is worse than jocks and other people picking on you. Especially to play a horrible prank like that." Sulley replied.
Everyone nodded. What else did Randall have to suffer through as he continued his traumatizing life?
Ah, Prom. It's... not as great as everyone thinks it is. I mean sure, if you have a date it's nice. But then again, I never understood the big hub-bub about it. Now the After-Prom! That was the shit! Mine had awesome games, a bouncy obstacle course, contests. Now that was fun!
Poor Randall. Prom wasn't a good experience for him. I did get inspired by "Carrie" to do a similar scene.
At least his High-School years are over! But wait... what about College?
Well, you'll have to wait for the next chapter!
