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Hope you enjoy this chapter, I don't have much to say, cept sorry (again) for the lateness. Lots and lots on my mind/to do.

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Joe's POV

"Nick! Where's my damn shirt?" I hollered.

"Check your closet, stupid!" He yelled back from across the hall.

"Shut the hell up, both of you! You seriously need to RELAX," Kevin screamed to the both of us.

I found my shirt hanging up in, like Nick said, the closet. I sighed. I hate when that boy's right. Which is like always. I changed into my tux, which was all black. Screw classic. That's not how I roll. I stared at my ties, debating which one to wear. I had no clue what Lilly was wearing, but I wanted to at least somewhat match. I decided on a solid, light turquoise one. At least I know she'll appreciate the effort since it's her favorite color, even if I'm totally off.

I stood in front of my bathroom mirror for a good 30 minutes, deciding how to fix my hair, before settling on leaving it how it always is. Straightened, flipped outwards, and slightly messy. Gotta throw a little Joe-style into the formal look.

"Joe, get your ass down here! We can't be late!" I heard Nick call.

I quickly walked, more like jumped, down the stairs. He was wearing a classic tux. Very Nick.

"Lookin' good lil' bro!" I ruffled his hair. He batted my hand away.

"Hey, hey, hey! I spent time on that hair!"

"Like, oh em gee! I am SOO sorry!" I said with a valley-girl accent. He just rolled his eyes and hit my shoulder.

"Dude, let's just go." We got into the limo we had reserved and in about 5 minutes we reached Miley's house.

We got out and walked up the steps onto her porch. We straightened out our clothes and looked at each other.

I looked at Nick expectantly. "Well, aren't you going to ring the door bell?"

"Uh, why don't you do it?"

"Nick, are you too scared?"

"Well Joe, are you?"

"Of course not!" I cried incredulously. Total lie. I was nervous as hell, anxious, excited.

"Then why don't you ring the doorbell?"

"Well why don't you!"

We stood there for at least another 5 minutes just arguing. Truth was, we were both about to pee in our pants we were so nervous. I don't even know why Nick was. His date was already his girl. He had no pressure.

I finally got the guts to ring the doorbell, and Mr. Stewart almost instantly opened the door. "Hello, sir," Nick and I said simultaneously.

"Come on in boys. The girls will be down in a sec," He said before calling up to them, "Miles! Lilly! The boys are here!"

In a matter of seconds, they emerged from the top of the steps.

It was one of the best moments of my life.

Lilly looked absolutely breathtaking. Her dress, her hair, her shoes, EVERYTHING was gorgeous. And it was completely Lilly. I think I had the biggest, goofiest smile on my face. I was pretty sure Nick was in awe from Miley too. I couldn't take my eyes off of Lilly. They walked over smiling and I snapped back from being dumbstruck and got her corsage out of the clear box. It had white roses with sheer silver ribbon, some with lines of glitter, and a silver sequined wristband. Luckily, her boutonniere matched perfectly.

I held out my arm and she giggled before linking arms with me as we headed out to the limo.

"Did I tell you you look ridiculously beautiful? Thank god you decided to wear your favorite color. I was freaked out I was going to be totally off with my tie color. Now we completely match!" I whispered in her ear.

She looked up at me, blushed, and smiled. "Thanks Joe. And I have to admit, you clean up nice. Like, really nice. You look very handsome."

I jokingly puffed out my chest and brushed off my shoulder. "I know."

She laughed. "You really are such a dork."

"I know."

We all slid into the limo and cranked up the music. Partying before the party! We were all laughing our heads off and joking around.

After about 35 minutes, we rolled up in front of the venue: The Hyatt Regency.

LIVELOVELAUGH

Lilly's POV

As we got out of the limo and walked toward the ballroom, everything seemed unreal. We were finally here: senior prom. This was it.

We made our way into the gym and everything was picture perfect. the lights were all off except for one single huge chandelier in the middle of the ceiling, as well as twinkly lights surrounding the room. Everything was so pretty and prom-like.

Miley and Nick immediately headed straight for the dancefloor, but being typical me, I went to where I was most comfortable: the food table.

Call me a pig, but I love my food, and I was starving. Joe just laughed and followed me.

"What? Is there a problem?" I asked jokingly.

"Nope, not at all. I'm just glad to find a girl who actually likes to it and isn't obsessed with dietting," he responded.

"Yup that's me!"

We made our way to a table and sat down, just making small talk, and non-stop laughing. After about half an hour, we finally decided to go join Nick and Miley on the dance floor.

I felt the music rush through me, and I flowed with the music. I know, it sounds ridiculous. But I'm a dancer, so let's just say I know what I'm doing. I looked momentarily to see Joe staring at me in awe.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" I questioned insecurely.

"Wow, you're just-wow."

I giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're pretty 'wow' yourself." He smiled.

We danced on and on, having the time of our lives.

Suddenly, the flashing, rotating lights slowed and a slow song started playing. It was "Turn Right" by the Jonas Brothers. Here comes the smirk.

Joe held out his hand, a giant smirk (ooh shocking) on his face. "Would you like to dance?"

"Hmm, well...yeah okay," I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed his around my waist. "I find it kind of coincidental and strange that our first dance was to one of your songs."

"I like it." Smirk still plastered on his face.

"And why is that?"

"I have my conceited reasons."

"No kidding." I didn't realize I had a smile the entire time on my face, and so did he. He started singing the lyrics quietly and I grinned even bigger. Towards the end of the song, I commented, "This song really is beautiful, you know that?"

His face was so serene, so serious. "Just like you." And without any hesitation he leaned in and our lips collided. The kiss was sweet, passionate, and everything a perfect kiss should be.

We pulled apart, smiling. "Lilly Truscott, will you be my girlfriend?"

No way. Oh. My. God. NO WAY. "Yes, Joe, of course!" He pulled me closer, lifted me off the ground, and spun my around. I was laughing and he had a huge smile on my face.

Our moment was rudely interrupted by the class president, speaking into the mic. "Now everyone, it's the big moment. It's time to announce the prom king and queen!"

I looked up at Joe and said, "You know you have like a 200% chance of winning, right?"

He smirked and wrapped an arm around me as we turned to face the stage that was built in specifically for the dance. "Yeah, I know. But I'll only be satisfied if you're my queen."

"You are sooo cheesy."

"And the winners for prom king and queen are...JOE JONAS AND AMBER ADESEN!" Everyone started cheering and clapping as the spotlights searched for the winners. Amber immediately hurried up to the stage to accept her tiara, but Joe hesitated next to me. Aww, what a sweetie.

"Joe, go. You pretty much have to."

"But-"

"Joe! It's not like you're marrying the girl. Go up and get your crown Mr. Prom-King!" He smiled and started walking up towards the stage. Everyone was hooting and hollering as they stood next to each other up on stage, posing for the required photo for the yearbook. I clapped along, until that slut, that bitch leaned in and full on kissed Joe. That wasn't the problem. The problem was he was kissing her back.

That's the end of the chapter!

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