Here you go!

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"Okay, so we all agree then? This year's theme is 'Across the universe,'" Crystal Stevens (the head of Prom Committee) announced with a massive smile.

This girl was too happy for her own good. She also didn't like me very much. Maybe it was because she was obsessed with Emmett. Over the years I have seen my fair share of girls who threw themselves at my husband. And I have learned not to be bothered by it… much.

To my right was Alice. Smiling just like the idiot who was standing behind the podium.

She was loving all of this.

A week ago when she told me about Prom Committee I was ready to rip her apart. But, then she gave me this whole guilt trip. Saying thing's like…

"Rose, please! I wasn't brought up like you! I don't have any human experiences to remember!"

"I have to make up for lost human time!"

"Rose, this is my chance to do something truly human!"

Human, human, human! That's all she said. And that was enough for me to give her what she wanted. She knew I always had a soft spot for her loss of human activity.

"So, prom is in two weeks and we have everything covered," Crystal said as she looked over the check list that was in front of her. "Wow, we've actually finished everything early. That's great… Are there any questions?"

I looked around and notice everyone was avoiding eye contact with the overly cheery, Crystal. I raised my hand which caused some stares. Probably because most of the people in this room have never heard me speak before.

Crystal's smile was quickly replaced by a hard line, "yes, Rosalie?"

"You realize that your theme sucks… right?" I said with a smirk.

She gave me a glare. "Anymore questions?" she asked turning her attention elsewhere.

There was almost complete and utter silence, some were holding back snickers of laughter. Perhaps from the awkward situation I put everyone in.

It's not my fault, I just said what everyone didn't dare to say to Crystal's face.

"So, I guess you're all dismissed."

I quickly gathered my things and shoved them into my bag, "let's go Alice."

"Oh yeah! Don't forget tomorrow the nominees for King and Queen will be announced during fourth period. And voting will take place during sixth," Crystal said loudly making sure everyone heard.

'Prom Queen, psh! What a joke.'

* * *

"We don't have to go to prom, right? Even though we helped plan it?" I asked Alice the next day as we sat in our fourth period.

I use the term "help" very loosely. To be honest I didn't do much of anything for prom. I just showed up and just kind of sat there.

Alice, didn't answer she just smiled.

The intercom gave a loud beep which meant there was an announcement to be made.

"Good afternoon! Lincoln High Cougars!" to my dismay it was Crystal who was making the announcement.

"As promised I have here in front of me the nominees for this years prom King and Queen. And the nominees for King are… Robert Peterson, DJ Johnson, Wesley Rounds and Danny Fitzgerald. You're nominees for Queen are… oh! Me? Crystal Stevens…"

I rolled my eyes, 'big surprise there.'

"… Carrie Gats, Holly Drogues and… Rosalie Hale?!"

"What the hell?!" I exclaimed as I shot up from my seat.

My whole class turned around to look at me.

"Ms. Hale can you please settle down," Senora Diaz (our Spanish three teacher) said.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

I took my seat and glared at Alice.

"To answer your question," Alice started, "Yes, we have to go to Prom… You're going to be Queen after all… We wouldn't want to miss that would we?"

I groaned and slumped into my chair.

* * *

"Okay just one more picture! With everyone this time," Esme chimed behind the camera.

"Rosalie smile please," Carlisle requested as he stood at Esme's side.

I did as I was told and smiled.

FLASH!

"We have to go now or else we're going to be late," Alice complained. She's been itching to leave ever since we started getting ready, which was about five hours ago.

Emmett opened the door for all of us.

"Alice, you remember our deal?" I asked.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," She replied.

"What deal?" Carlisle asked.

"I'll go along with this Prom crap if…"

"If?"

"We take my car," I said with a smirk.

* * *

"Can we go now?" Edward asked as he slouched into his chair.

"No! They're going to announce the winners in about fifteen seconds," Alice replied as she continued to stare at the large stage in the front of the room.

Just like clock work our Principal, Mrs. Morelli was on stage.

"Good Evening! I hope everyone is have a wonderful time," Mrs. Morelli screamed enthusiastically into the microphone.

"And cue the screams," I said rolling my eyes.

Just as I said the room was sent into hysterics.

"It's now time to announce your Prom King and Queen," more screams. "And your Prom King is… Robert Peterson!"

I knew who Robert Peterson or "Boss Rob" to everyone else. Stupid nickname? I know. He was captain of the football team and soccer team. Basically he was a bad shallow stereotype.

"Yeah, Cougars!" he cheered loudly as Mrs. Morelli put on the crown onto his head.

Mrs. Morelli ripped the microphone away from Robert, "and your Prom Queen is…"

Alice began to shake my shoulders in excitement. I quick pushed her away. She told me I was going to win and according to her that was the reason why we were here.

"… Rosalie Hale!" there was a brief moment of dead silence (as expected). But, then to my surprise there was a giant roar of applause and cheers.

There was a spotlight on me. But, I remained seated, I wanted nothing to do with this.

"Let's go Ms. Hale. We do not want to keep everyone waiting," Mrs. Morelli said with a giant smile.

I gave Alice one last glare as I stood up. When I made it to the stage a scrawny looking boy tried putting the ugly plastic tiara onto my head. I quickly snatched it from his shaking hands and placed it on myself.

"Now, please will everyone clear the floor. So, our King and Queen can share a dance."

'Dance?! I forgot about that…'

"No!" I heard Emmett yell from the back of the room.

Edward and Jasper quickly held him back before he could do something that he would later regret.

I didn't want to dance with Robert as much as Emmett wanted me to. But, it had to be done.

As we both stood at the middle of the dance floor. The once cocky Robert stood there hands to his sides and eyes on the floor.

The music started to play and still… nothing.

I groaned and rolled my eyes.

I took both his wrists in my hands and placed them on both sides of my waist. He looked rather alarmed by my assertivness. I rested my hands on his broad shoulders and started to sway us side to side.

I felt his hands shaking, "can you calm down?"

I could tell he was trying to steady his hands with very little success.

I suddenly felt his hands slowly make their way… down. I cocked an eyebrow but remained calm. I took both his hands in a tight grip (which had him gasping in silent pain) and place them back to their original position.

Despite the hundreds of eyes on us, I decided I had to lay down some rules.

"Your hands… don't move from where they are right now. No lower, no higher. Eyes… Stay above neck. You step on me… I can and will hurt you. And absolutely… no talking. You got that?"

He just nodded.

'Jesus! How long was this song?'

Obviously, the universe had a sick sense of humor and decided song would last forever.

"So… uhmm... Rosalie, you know I always thought you were pretty and-"

"Nuh-uh."

"But, I was just wondering-"

"No."

"But, maybe we can-"

"What part of 'no talking' don't you understand?"

Before he can answer the song was over. And Emmett was immediately at my side.

He shot Robert a fierce look. I ignored the both of them and took Emmett's hand in mine and led him away.

"Alice… never again," I told her as I reached our table. "C'mon we're leaving."

Without listening to Alice's whiney objections. I headed for the nearest exit, with Emmett still in hand.