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Chapter 15

Lucy's POV

"So," I asked, turning to face my sisters. "How do I look?"

"You look beautiful," Mary told me.

"You are going to blow Mike's socks off," Ruthie added.

It was prom night and I needed my sisters' advice about my dress. It was a long white gown with thin straps at the shoulders. The dress showed off my rounded belly and naturally I was a little self conscious about it.

Prom night. Who would have ever thought we'd end up here? After the shootings I was sure that all Kennedy High activities were suspended until the school reopened. I was wrong. The community rallied together to raise the money for our prom. They rented out a hotel ballroom and the invitations went out in the mail to every Kennedy student. It will be the first time we have all been together since the memorial service a few days after the shootings. It would probably be one of the last.

"Do you really think so?" I asked, looking at myself in the mirror once more. "Mike will be here any minute and I want to look my best."

"Of course. You look great Luce," Mary told me as we heard the doorbell ring.

"Luce, Mike's here." Dad yelled up the stairs.

"Wish me luck," I grabbed my purse and slowly descended the stairs.

Seeing Mike standing at the bottom of the stairs in his tuxedo took my breath away. He looked so handsome.

"You look really beautiful," Mike kissed me softly. "This is for you." He took the corsage out of the box and carefully slid it on my left hand.

"Okay pictures," Mom shouted, holding up the camera. I rolled my eyes. Why do parents think you want to stand around for thirty minutes just to take pictures?

Mike and I posed for the pictures. We let my mom go crazy for about five minutes before gently telling her we had to get going. "If we don't leave now, we'll be late," I explained. "We're supposed to meet Rod and Shelby at Chantel's"

"Alright, have fun." Mom shouted as Mike escorted me down the driveway.

We arrived at the restaurant twenty minutes later to find Rod and Shelby already waiting for us at our table. I hadn't seen either of them since the school switch and I was more than happy to ne reunited with them. I had told them about my pregnancy after the memorial service. Of course they were shocked, but they supported us fully, just as we had supported them when they told us they were dating.

"Oh my god, Luce," Shelby started as Mike and I sat down across from them. "Your little belly is so cute. I still can't believe you're having a baby."

"Actually, Mike and I are having twins. We just found out a few weeks ago." I told them smiling.

"Twins? That is so precious," Shelby cooed as the waiter approached us.

"Are you ready to order?" He asked. We were ready. Mike and Rod ordered steaks. Shelby decided on fish while I had a major craving for the chicken. We sat in nervous silence until the food arrived. That was when the conversation kick started.

"So Rod how is the shoulder?" Mike asked, taking a bite of his baked potato. During the shooting Rod taken a bullet to the shoulder. Luckily, he was able to come away from the situation without anymore serious injuries.

"It's feeling a lot better, thanks." Rod answered. "I was lucky. A lot of kids had it a lot worse than I did."

"I still can't believe it happened. I thought it was a problem other towns had to deal with." Shelby said. "I didn't think it would ever happen here."

"Neither did I," I agreed. "I knew those guys were upset, but I never imagined they were capable of murder."

"Yeah," Rod agreed. "And I hate this new school we have to go to. Everyone's always staring at us like we have leprosy. "

"We get a lot of stares too," Mike nodded. "Though, I'm not sure if it's because of the shooting or because of the pregnancy."

"Probably both," I told him.

"How are things with the babies?" Shelby asked, sipping her water.

"Things are going good. All of my family knows and they support us." I answered.

"Please, I thought your grandfather was going to kill me." Mike complained.

"Now that is one scary dude," Rod added.

"He came around though," I reminded Mike.

"Yeah, after he nearly drilled me into the ground," Mike continued to complain.

"It wasn't that bad," I punched him lightly on the arm.

"Speak for yourself," he smiled.

"Do you know what you are having yet?" Shelby asked.

"Not yet," I answered. "We're hoping to find out at our next appointment."

"What do you want?" Rod asked.

"Girls," I answered. Girls are so much easier.

"Boys," Mike answered.

"Maybe you will have one of each." Shelby suggested. "That would be so cool and you wouldn't have any trouble telling them apart."

"I guess, but it really doesn't matter as long as they are healthy." Mike smiled.

"So are you guys going to share custody or what?" Shelby asked.

"No, I'm going to move in with Mike and we'll all be together." I answered, finishing the meal.

"Wow," Mike looked at his watch. "I guess we should be heading over to the hotel."

The hotel was only a couple of minutes away and I was excited to finally get there. Mike held my hand as we walked inside the ballroom to find many of our former classmates already dancing. The ballroom was decorated with red and white streamers and balloons. The band was playing soft music and Mike led me to the dance floor.

Mike had been truthful at the beginning of the year when he told me he was a great dancer. All of my other boyfriends had been terrible dancers who never stopped until all of my toes were bruised. I could feel eyes on us as we swayed to the music. Aside from those who attended our church, no one knew about my pregnancy, until now. It didn't really bother me. By now I was used to all of the stares and I honestly didn't care what anyone else thought. It wasn't ideal, but Mike and I were happy with our situation. Who cares what everyone else thought?

We danced for another half an hour deciding to get a table. Mike pulled my chair out for me before sitting down on the other side of the table. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I don't want you to over do it."

"I'm fine," I smiled at his protectiveness. He really will be a great father. "A little dancing is good for me."

"Have you two voted for prom king and queen?" Kelly turner appeared in front of us holding a stack of ballots.

"No," I told her and she handed each of us a ballot.

"After you fill them out, put them in the box next to the punch dish." She explained, before leaving to ask the table next to us.

"Hey, look at this," Mike smiled at me. "You're nominated for queen."

I looked down and sure enough my name was amongst the nominees. "I wonder how they came up with the nominees."

"I think it is the same people who were nominated for homecoming." Mike told me, "well with a few people left off."

"I still can't believe they're gone. Christy and Shannon never bothered anyone," I told him as I checked the box next to my name. I looked at the nominations for king and voted for Josh Sandlin.

"Here, I'll take them." Mike reaches for the ballot. "Do you want some punch while I'm over there?"

"Sure," I smiled as he walked away.

He returned a couple of minutes later with the punch. "Miss me?"

"Always," I smiled back.

"I can't believe we actually made it to prom." Mike told me. "This is going to be the most magical night of our lives."

"I guess," I answered. "But I can't help but feel bad for those who didn't make it here."

"I know, but I think it's best to celebrate who is here and try our best to have fun." Mike told me as he chugged down his punch. "Are you up for some more dancing?"

"Yeah, sure." I answered, grabbing his hand as he led me back onto the dance floor. He held me close as we softly swayed to the music. Time seemed to stand still as I laid my head on his shoulder and danced to the beat. It seemed like an eternity before we heard Mrs. Russo's voice over the sound system.

"And now the announcement for this year's prom king and queen." She told us, opening the envelope in her hand. "This years prom king is……………Brad Landers." I clapped as I watched Brad come up on stage and be crowned. "And Kennedy High's 2001 prom queen is……………Lucy Camden."

My eyes grew wide as the words sunk in. Why me? I never in a million years thought I would actually win. Mike smiled at me and kissed my cheek before urging me to go up on stage. I held onto the rail as I climbed the stairs, careful not to fall in my delicate condition. "Congratulations Lucy," Mrs. Russo told me as she placed the crown on my head. "And now our king and queen will share a spotlight dance."

Brad helped me down the stairs and onto the dance floor. I didn't see Mike as the spotlight was put on Brad and I and the music started to play. "You've never looked prettier Lucy," Brad told me as we danced to the soft music.

"No, she hasn't," Mike suddenly appeared next to us, microphone in hand. "May I cut in?"

"Of course," Brad stepped aside and back to his date.

"I've loved you ever since the day I first met you. You've became a light in my life that up until I met you, had been filled with darkness. You have given me so much: love, confidence, friendship, and pretty soon, a family. Lucy, I love you," he kneeled down and I felt my heart begin to flutter. "Will you marry me?" He pulled a small box out of his pocket and held it in front of me.

For the first time in my life, I was speechless. My mind raced as I held back the tears of joy. "Yes," I told him, my voice cracking. I could here the clapping and cheering of our former classmate's ad Mike slowly slid the ring on my finger and pulled me into a tight embrace. "I love you."

Seeing that the show was over, the crowd died down giving Mike and I our privacy. He returned the microphone to the band and held me close as we danced once more. "You were right. This night has been magical. How did you come up with this?"

He smiled. "I had a little help. Your parents helped me come up with a plan."

"How did you know I would be queen?" I asked.

"I had Simon help me make a few calls. Once everyone found out what I wanted to do, they went along. Most of them were voting for you anyhow." Mike told me.

"Alright, last dance time. Grab that someone special and dance the prom away." The lead singer announced.

I placed my arms around Mike's shoulder as we danced for the final time that night. I couldn't believe that everyone knew about this but me. Well, actually I can. I usually am the last person to know about everything. That's probably why it worked so well. I smiled as I held up my hand and looked at my ring. I was the luckiest girl in the world. I was alive and getting the greatest man in the world to be my husband. How could life get any better than that?

The song soon ended and we headed for the exit. "So what now?" Mike asked. "Do you want to go straight home or check out an after prom party?"

I smiled, thinking about it for a moment. "No," I answered. "I have something else in mind."

Mike's POV

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked, concerned. "The last time you kind of freaked out on me."

Lucy smiled up at me. "The last time I didn't know what I was doing and I was scared. Now I am completely conscious of what is happening and I want it to happen."

"And doing this won't hurt the babies?"

"Not at all," Lucy smiled, pulling my lips down to her own for a passionate kiss. "I love you Mike,"

"I love you too, Luce." I told her before making love to her for the first time.

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