20). "I want the fairy tale." // 70.) "You always knew how to make an entrance." (more Prom goodness, and completely out of order!!)

The fire alarm rang loudly across the halls of Brookwood High School, jarring everyone out of their normal Tuesday routines. For Lucy Karate, stuck in her AP English class in the middle of a particularly dull conversation about Tess of the D'urbervilles, it was a welcome respite and she was practically first out of the door, but not before noticing her teacher, Ms. Wihtol commenting to herself, "It wasn't in the calendar..."

She talked briefly with her third period class friends and mentally tried to picture where her boyfriend Wes was in the small college campus that was BHS during this period. Calculating that he was across the school, she sighed and resigned herself to the interruption.

She overheard some of the more popular girls in her class talking – again!! – about how they were asked to Prom. Lucy was trying to figure out when this particular question turned into an out and out competition. She had a fierce antagonistic streak, but for this particular rivalry she had no place to stand. Wes had still not asked her to the dance.

"What about you, Lucy?" The popular girls, from time to time, seemed to be interested in their classmate, especially as she continued to inexplicably hold the interest of one of the hottest guys in the school.

"How did Wes ask you?"

"He hasn't," she grumbled, wishing any of her friends would pick this time to show up and interrupt the conversation.

"Really?!" They all immediately pounced on this information and Lucy wished she could just instantly lie like some people had the innate ability to do.

Trying to keep the blush off of her cheeks, she said hastily, "I'm sure he's waiting for something special."

She could already see the girls' heads turning and the gossip wheels spinning. Wes Mallinson was without a date for Prom?

One of the girls replied in soothing false tones, "I'm sure he'll ask soon."

Lucy sighed and walked away. She had already accepted that it was really her own fault Wes was completely scared of formal dances and not going to Prom would be her penance. As the girls hurried away, no doubt to tell the entire school the news, Lucy sighed and said aloud, "Is it so wrong that I want the fairy tale?"

Just then, she saw the collection of students all walking towards the front of the school. Was there a real fire? What was going on? The senior walked over to the crowd, and was flabbergasted when she realized her boyfriend was in the middle. Even more astonishing was the fact that the ENTIRE Brookwood Drum Line was also gathered. Mike was the first to see Lucy and started up her favorite cadence. When it finished, Wes looked at her and holding out a single long stemmed rose, asked, "Lucy Karate, would you do the honor of going to Prom with me?"

She smiled, blushed to the roots of her hair, took the rose from him, and answered simply, "Yes."

The gathered crowd cheered loudly. Lucy raised up on her tiptoes, kissed her boyfriend's mouth and said quietly over the roar of approval, "You always did know how to make an entrance, didn't you?"

AN: Written in twenty minutes.