Sooooooooooo I was doing some research and I found the PERFECT cliché! I can't believe I didn't think of it before! You guys have awesome suggestions and I promise I'll get around to them but I just had to put this one in there first.

M'kay, stop me if you've heard this before (Though I'll probably ignore you and keep talking). So basically there's a costume party/high school dance thingy and Sam can't go because she hates dances. But she goes anyway wearing a tiny mask that covers 3% of her face and NOBODY can figure out who the hell she is.

It's a bird! It's a plane! No! It's SUPER CLICHÉ! YAY! Haha Let's get started. It starts out in Sam's POV.

Man I hate dances. They're so stupid and lame. ESPECIALLY when we have to dress up in costumes! I'm totally not going to go the one for Halloween because partying is for delinquents which I'm OBVIOUSLY not. I walk down the decorated halls of the school and pout.

"I'm SOOO ready for the dance tonight!" Carly squeals, "Sam you're such a loser for not going." Carly says in a suddenly bitchy voice.

"Why?"

"Because I'm going with Freddie who I'm suddenly drooling over and worshipping the ground he walks on." Carly cackles pushing me to the ground. I don't fight back because I'm weak and cowardly. Carly laughs evilly again and walks off with Freddie welded to her hip. I'm totally going to cry! I run to the bathroom and cry in a toilet.

"I'm gonna go to the dance in disguise so Freddie will love me!" I sob in an out-of-character way. I run home and grab a random dress out of my closet because I was totally prepared for this dance beforehand even though I wasn't going. I dig around in my closet and find a mask that covers a small area around my eyes.

"You totally can't tell who I am." I say, even though you can see pretty much my whole face, my voice is recognizable, and my hair isn't even hidden. I put on the dress and tuck my cell phone into my pocket. Yes, apparently dresses have pockets these days. I won't bother going into any detail about the dress because I assume the reader has a huge imagination and can picture it themselves. I take a taxi to the super fancy hotel that our school rented out for a simple dance. I walk inside and find myself at (GASP) a long stair case. A spotlight magically finds me and everybody gasps at the sight of me. Guess I'll have to walk down the stairs with a spotlight on me and hope Freddie doesn't see me.

(FREDDIE'S POV)

So I'm standing in the middle of the dance floor drinking some punch when a spotlight flashes on some girl standing at the top of a staircase. OMG who is that? I hand my punch to a random person who gladly accepts it and walk over to the mysterious girl with blue eyes, curly blonde hair, and a totally recognizable voice.

"Hi there." I say in a sexy man voice. The mystery girl blushes and bats her eyelashes.

"Hi it's me Sam! ER- I mean…Jacob." She stutters.

"Well hello Jacob. My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it in." I say smoothly. Jacob giggles and takes my hand. We walk to the dance floor and start to violently grind on each other. Carly suddenly runs over and sees me with Jacob who is glaring at her.

"Oh, I see you two are soul mates even though you don't know who this girl really is. I'll let you continue your inner self-conflict in peace." Carly smiles and walks away. Suddenly, Jacob pulls her out of mine as her phone beeps in her cool dress pocket.

"I must leave." She says.

"No,"

"Okay, it's really me Sam." She says, pulling off the tiny mask. I gasp and fall back in COMPLETE shock. OMG IT WAS REALLY Sam!

"Do you still love me?" she asks.

"Who needs Carly who is one of my best friends and is always supportive of my decisions?" I scoff. Since there are no chaperones at high school dances, we start to make out in the middle of the dance floor. Then we lived unhappily, conflict-filled years ever after. THE END.

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