To Tsundabear who said: "What a cliffhanger!"
I know, and I'm sorry. I'm still having trouble dividing this story in parts. It was originally a one shot but I thought, 'Nah. This story will get more views and reviews as a multi-chapter story. So, the previous chapter was going to have something that comes right after it—which is this chapter—but I divided the story to add more to it. Believe it or not, the pool party chapter and this chapter are just improvised! They're to make the story longer.
I am upset. Wanna know why? I haven't been receiving a lot of reviews anymore. You guys are making me sad. Please review so I'll have the motivation to update.
Ladies and gentlemen (or maybe just ladies), I present to you: Junior prom! It's basically a filler chapter but it follows the timeline.
I have an announcement at the end of the chapter so stick around for that. Have fun!
"Open with care, now, I'm asking you, please."
It was the day all the female high school juniors were waiting for; junior prom.
For two months the dance committee have picked a theme, set up decorations, hired a caterer, hired a DJ, hired a band of student performers, and looked for dates.
Only a few of us guys at my school didn't want to go to prom. More than half of the school's male population had a date while we less-than-hot guys had nobody to ask. I had no motivation to go to prom or ask anyone at my school because none of them were my girlfriend and if I couldn't go to prom with my girlfriend, I might as well not go.
A week before prom the prom committee announced the nominees for prom king and queen. Oddly enough I was a nominee.
It felt very strange, being a nominee. I never expected myself to have people putting me in something as huge as prom. Sure, I was a standout in Dance Central, but I was only noticed in my previous school because I was Asian. Being noticed for having a lead role in an interschool ballet competition and helping the group win not just sectionals, but regionals and Nationals was an awesome thing for me. That wasn't something I would've expected from myself either.
Just three days before prom I walked up to the head of the prom committee and asked her a question.
"Are we allowed to ask girls who don't go to Sherwood?"
She looked at me with a baffled expression. "We have plenty of available girls. Why do you want to ask someone outside of Sherwood to prom?"
"My girlfriend isn't a student here," I told her. I gave her a look that said I was serious about asking my girlfriend to prom.
Her expression changed and now she was calm. "Do whatever you want, Glitch. You're the most popular boy in Sherwood Academy—just remember that. You can ask anyone you want."
After she said that, I left. I was confused with her words but then I noticed the hallways.
Everywhere I went I saw girls watching me. Some were staring at me as if they were expecting something from me, some were looking at me as if they were in love with me, and some were looking at me as if they wanted something from me but couldn't get it.
I saw one of the guys from the production of The Little Mermaid and I asked him if I was really the most popular guy in school.
"Dude, you were amazing in The Little Mermaid," he told me. "Everyone in the school saw your performance, and most of the girls ship you with *insert Ariel's name here since I'm a terrible person*! Oh, and also, as if The Little Mermaid wasn't enough, you got the lead in both The Tin Soldier and Giselle! Everyone was amazed at your work. Thank God Miss Masters picked you or else our school's rep would falter."
This shocked me. I was the most popular guy in school and I didn't even notice until someone mentioned it? God, I was a terrible person. Aubrey knew my potential but she said she only picked me because she wanted to see me dance more than anyone else. Neither of us expected that I'd be really popular.
I walked along the halls and found Aubrey's office. I knocked on her door (which was open) and I saw her training "Ariel" for something.
Both girls looked in my direction and both blushed.
"Glitch!" they both said in a chorus.
Aubrey looked at "Ariel". "Training is over. It's time for you to get back to class!"
"Ariel" left the room and I went inside. I closed the door behind me.
Aubrey walked closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I know you came here for something. What do you want?"
I gave her a light peck on the lips. "You're not a Sherwood student, right?"
She shook her head. "I am not a Sherwood student but I am temporarily working as Sherwood's coach for the ballet group. Why do you ask?"
I moved us backwards so we wouldn't be so close to the door. I ended up pushing Aubrey against her desk—her lying down on it, and me on top of her.
"You, me, prom?" I asked.
She looked at me, surprised. "You want an employee like me to be your date for the prom? Glitch, I don't know if that's even allowed!"
"Technically you're not an employee. You're just working here temporarily. Nationals are over, and you don't work here. You will be my prom date and I won't leave 'til you say 'yes'."
I kissed her neck ten times and then bit it just to hear her scream. When she did, I kissed the spot I bit and kissed her lips.
"Okay," she said and raised her hands in surrender. "I'll go to prom with you!"
I got off of her and helped her up. "What color of dress will you be wearing? I still need to buy you a corsage."
"Anything to hide this bump over here," she said and rubbed her stomach. "Navy blue, perhaps?"
I knelt down and kissed her stomach and whispered to it. "I'm sorry but we're gonna have to hide you again. It's only been four months since your mommy told me that she was pregnant. We only need a few more days for you to stay hidden. Mommy and Daddy love you!"
Three days later was the day of prom. I picked Aubrey up from her house.
Her parents weren't around so she had no trouble getting out of the house with me. She asked her chauffeur to drive us to prom.
We arrived at prom with our hands clasped tightly. Everybody was looking at us strange. I didn't really give two craps about it. We were together and we wanted to show it to the entire junior batch of Sherwood Academy.
I heard whispers and gasps, but that didn't matter. Not much noticed us anyway.
Prom was amazing because I got to spend it with Miss Aubrey. We danced all night—even songs that were in Dance Central! We had too much fun dancing to "Gangnam Style," "Hello" (the one by Martin Solveig and Dragonette, not the Lionel Richie song), "Call Me Maybe", and even "Bass Down Low"!
I went to the DJ booth and requested for a song to play; "Your Call" by Secondhand Serenade. That was probably the sweetest and most emo song I have ever heard.
When the song played I approached Aubrey and danced with her. Before the bridge I brought her to the hallway.
"Glitch!" she said after I closed the door behind us. "Explain yourself; why did you take me outside of prom?"
I just smiled at her. "I find it more romantic that we dance here alone."
After dancing for about four more songs, we went back inside the ballroom where prom was.
The principal came up on stage with two envelopes in his hand and two people behind him holding crowns.
"Good evening, students," he said. "Now is the time when I shall announce the winners for prom king and queen."
Everyone there—including Aubrey and I—applauded.
"Sherwood Academy of the Arts proudly presents your prom king," he said and pulled out a card from the envelope. "…Glitch Yoo!"
I squeezed Aubrey's hand and released it to get on stage to claim my crown.
"Now, our prom queen is…" the Principal continued. "*insert Ariel's name here*!"
Everyone applauded, including me—only so I won't look rude—but not including Aubrey. I could tell she wanted the win to be a write-in. She wanted the prom queen to be her so she could share the king and queen's dance.
"Make room for the prom king and queen in the center," the principal said as he gestured for the students to part. "Let the king and queen have their dance."
"Ariel" and I got off the stage and positioned ourselves in the middle of the dance floor. My eyes wandered for Aubrey and saw her about to leave the ballroom. I ran to her and grabbed her wrist.
"Where do you think you're going?" I asked.
She struggled to find the right words. "I was going to—um—fresh bathroom—I mean use the air—I mean, ugh. Never mind."
"I want you to dance with me," I told her and pulled her to the middle of the dance floor.
I saw everyone's shocked faces, including "Ariel's".
The song that played was "Truly, Madly, Deeply" by Savage Garden. It was my first song as prom king and, in that moment, I swear it became one of my favourite songs. The next song was "Truly, Madly, Deeply" by One Direction. The song surprised me because I thought they only sang those annoying pop songs like "What Makes You Beautiful", "Kiss You", and whatever else their songs are.
{Author's Note: I am a Directioner. I am a true Directioner so don't you dare think I'm hating on One Direction. I am not hating on them. I'm only doing this for the sake of the story.}
The third song was "I Knew I Loved You" by Savage Garden. With this song, Aubrey was singing along.
"I knew I loved you before I met you," she sang. "Would you believe this song suits our situation right now?"
I was confused. "How does it suit us?"
She giggled. "Believe it or not, I dreamt about you the night before I saw you at Dance Central. I was so shocked because you were literally the man of my dreams!"
"Wow," was all I could manage. That was actually quite a surprise to me. The girl of my dreams (not literally) dreamt about me before we even met?
When the song ended, I didn't let go of Aubrey. The song changed to this song with the lyric: "I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care." It was pretty suggestive, even for a high school prom.
"I want you to rock me."
In that moment, I thought, holy hell, this song says 'f me' all over it!
I watched Aubrey as the song played. She was actually singing along! How did she know this incredibly suggestive song?
"It's by One Direction," she whispered.
At first I thought she was kidding, until she told me that she was serious. For each line she told me who was singing. She was saying names like "Liam", "Louie", some name I didn't understand that sounded like "Nile" (her favourite member), and "Zen". She even said the first verse was sung by a "Harry" (her second favourite member).
After "The F Me Song" another song played—a song I wasn't expecting to be playing as it was my parents' theme song—"When You Say Nothing at All" by Ronan Keating.
[Wow. That's a lot of –ing's.]
"The smile on your face lets me know that you need me," I sang. I memorize the lyrics by heart. That's what happens when your parents are so sappy with a certain song—one tends to memorize it!
My dad always sang this to my mom—when they had dinner together, before dad leaves for work, before going to bed, and even after they argue! Dad was always so sweet to mom.
"You say it best when you say nothing at all," I sang. I smiled at Aubrey and kissed her lightly.
When I released she looked at me. "So you don't like the sound of my voice?"
"It's not that!" I shout, loud enough to be heard within a twenty-meter radius. "The song is just saying that one can say so much without using their voice. I'm not insulting your voice in any way. Your voice is amazing!"
She blushed. "Thanks, Glitch. You're the best boyfriend ever. You are also going to be the best father this world has ever seen."
After prom I took her back to her place. I stayed on the front porch with her, slightly nervous about something.
"Tonight was amazing," she told me and kissed my cheek.
"I love you, Aubrey," I said, still nervous.
She looked at me. "Why are you so nervous, Glitch? You know that I love you. Why did you just say that now?"
I knelt down on one knee, held her right hand, and kissed it. I looked up at her and just said the words I was too nervous to say:
"Would you do me the honour of being the person I sleep next beside and wake up next to in the morning? Would you be my other half, my one and only, my true love? The love of my life, please be my wife?"
She jumped on me with her arms wrapped tightly around me. "Of course I will! I know you're only doing this for the baby's sake, but I will marry you!"
No words could describe how happy I felt when she said that.
"What? No ring?" she asked.
I shook my head. "I don't have money for an engagement ring. One doesn't even need a ring to propose."
I got something from my pocket and got up, pushing her lightly. I showed her what I had in my pocket—it was a box.
She opened it and was surprised. I gave her a glass cherry blossom. I felt that even though it was cheaper, it had more worth than a diamond ring.
"It's beautiful," she said then kissed me. "I'll treasure it forever!"
I just remembered that I brought my trusty headphones with me. I put them on her and smiled. "Another reminder to tell you that we're engaged. This one, you can bring around everywhere and any day, unlike the glass cherry blossom."
I saw her eyes glisten. "Oh, Glitch. I'll use it every day. I think I'll cry!"
I kissed her forehead and hugged her. "You're just what I always wanted."
"You know that I love you; will you marry me?"
ANNOUNCEMENT TIME!
Just for fun, you have to answer a question per chapter along with your review. So, as usual, tell me how 'awesome' or 'not Glitch/lilt/oc and Aubrey/angel' it is but, under that, you must answer this question:
Who is the first Dance Central you have ever played with?
I don't remember who mine is. I think it's either Angel or Mo. It wasn't by choice, just so you know.
So, get to answering! And reviewing! I'd like to hear what you guys need to say. Is there something I should improve? Is the swearing too much? Should I add more sex? Whatever you need, I will do it.
Oh, and also, if you guys know the Jack Frost movie (the 1979 Rankin/Bass movie, not Rise of the Guardians) you may have noticed I put the lyrics of one of the songs. I changed them slightly to fit the story.
