Kitty and Artie walked – well, one walked, one strolled – into Breadsticks around seven the night of prom. Kitty was wearing a flowing pink gown that looked Greek-inspired. Artie was wearing a matching pink tie and a steel-grey suit. The wheels on his wheelchair even lit up pink to match Kitty's dress.
The hostess showed the two to the table, where Marley, Jake, Unique, Sam, Tina, and Blaine were all waiting for them. Kitty avoided eye contact with the other glee club members as she sat down. She also noticed the two empty seats at the table. "Who else is coming?" she asked the rest of the table.
"Ryder and Marissa," Marley said flatly.
Kitty did her best to hide the hurt look in her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but Ryder cut her off, "Hey guys!"
Kitty's head snapped at the sound of Ryder's voice and she saw, to her absolute horror, Marissa looking stunning on Ryder's arm. She wore a form-fitting white dress that had the back exposed. "Hey, everyone," Marissa said with a sweet smile, causing Kitty to turn away in an act of disgust. Marissa and Ryder sat down at the table, with Marissa sitting next to Kitty, and Ryder sitting next to Sam, who sat opposite Kitty.
Ryder caught the sight of Kitty glaring at him as he sat down, but didn't think too much of it. The hour at the hotel quickly passed, and the group soon found themselves back in their cars and driving to McKinley for prom.
Ryder had to admit, the prom did look awesome. Blaine and Sam decided the theme was going to be A Night in Havana. At the moment, Blaine and Sam were performing "Howling For You" by the Black Keys. Marissa went off to talk to some of her friends, and Kitty and Artie were having some conversation that was causing Kitty to not stop smiling.
What sort of game is Kitty playing? Everyone at school knows that she wouldn't dare go to prom with Artie, so why is she doing it? he thought to himself. He couldn't explain, so he shook it off.
An hour later, Ryder noticed that Kitty wasn't even talking to Artie any more. She was too busy dancing with the second string quarter back, Alex, while Artie and Tina were dancing. Marissa was still talking to friends, so Ryder went to look for her.
To his horror, he found Marissa making out with fellow senior, Ethan Hunt. Ryder made sure that Marissa would see him watch them making out, and walked away, signifying that the two of them were done. Ryder, seething with rage, walked right up to Kitty and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to him, with a slightly annoyed look on her face.
"What do you want?" she said, rather harshly, but Kitty didn't care.
"What the hell are you doing?" Ryder asked, referring to her dancing with Alex.
"What are you talking about?" Kitty snapped back.
"Why are you dancing with this asshole?" Ryder asked.
"Hey!" Alex said, after being called an asshole.
"Relax, dude," Kitty said, holding up a hand to Alex's face to silence him. Alex grumbled something under his breath and sauntered off. "Why the hell do you care about who I dance with at prom?"
"Because that guy is a tool, Kitty. And I thought you were here with Artie. Why aren't you dancing with him?" Ryder asked.
"He only took me to make Tina jealous. But I don't care, I get a free prom out of it," Kitty said with a simple shrug.
"Kitty, you deserve someone who will treat you like a princess, not someone who will kick you to the curb as soon as he graduates form high school," Ryder said. Kitty suddenly got angry.
"Screw you Ryder, and whatever you got to say to me. I saw Marissa making out with Ethan, and I know that you are only talking to me to get back at her. I'm not some rebound. Go find someone else to hook up with, and leave me alone," Kitty said, spinning around.
Thirty minutes later, Kitty found herself standing on stage. She was fuming with rage about that confrontation with Ryder. For some reason, it really ticked her off, but didn't know why. She saw from the stage, that Ryder was sitting at a table all by himself.
Kitty
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave
Primadonna girl,
Would you do anything for me?
Buy a big diamond ring for me?
Would you get down on your knees for me?
Pop that pretty question right now, baby
Beauty queen on a silver screen
Living like I'm in dream
I know I've got a big ego
I really don't know why it's such a big deal, though
(Ooh) And I'm sad to the core, core, core
(Yeah) Every day is chore, chore, chore
(Wow) When you give, I want more, more, more
I wann be adored
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave
Primadonna girl fill the void up with Celluloid
Take a picture, I'm with the boys
Get what I want 'cause I ask for it
Not because I'm really deserving of it
Living like I'm in a play
In the lime light I want to stay
I know I've got a big ego
I really don't know why it's such a big deal, though
(Ooh) Going up, going down, down, down
(Yeah) Anything for the crown, crown, crown
(Wow) When the lights dimming down, down, down
I spin around
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave
Primadonna girl
Kitty finished the song and saw that Ryder was walking out the gym. Kitty couldn't tell if he was storming out, or simply walking out. She couldn't stop herself from running out after him.