Getting asked to Prom

Little Jeremy Heere headcanons I’ve been thinking of/writing

  • Jeremy has the wORST BRAIN TO MOUTH FILTER EVER (and when him are Michael are dating it KILLS Michael cause he just randomly blurts things and its like ‘dude wtf stop being sexy with what you say’ and Jeremy’s just all ‘I’m noT TRYING??? WTF’ (credit to @groovymutants for Michael’s reaction))
  • The absolute worst at remembering to eat (especially when he’s not feeling great)
  • Asked Michael to prom by getting them matching Player One and Player Two bowties as well as pacman chocolates 
  • Cannot do laundry to save his life he always lets everything pile up 
  • You know this boy has like 10 million star wars shirts and theyre all slightly different 
  • THE BIGGEST LITTLE SPOON YOU WILL EVER MEET 
  • When he first realized he was bi he was all ‘man if i could just date a dude who’s exactly like Michael that would be perfect’ ‘im gay, man’ ‘HOLY FUCK’
  • I feel like this dude would either be a computer science major or go into video game design (either the programming side or the art side I havent decided)
  • Totally stuck with theater bc you know that boy loves it
  • Is EXTREMELY easy to fluster like holy shit that boy goes red in a second 

I might make a part two when I think of more

[GOT7 as] Highschool Students

Mark: Sleeps in class. Gets 100% on the test. No one has heard him talk. Every girl wants a piece of him. Rumour has it he has a cute laugh. But no one has proof. Teachers let him skip presentations just because. 

Originally posted by nochuie

Jaebum: The hot bad boy. So done with this school. Just wants to graduate. Lowkey acts cute sometimes. Will never speak to you again if you point this out. Basically, owns the hallways. The best kisser around. 

Originally posted by queenwithcollars

Jackson: Fitness is number one. Basketball is lyfe. Sports. Pray to the kale God. Juice cleanse. Will start an organic club. Is the captain of every sports team. He lifts. 

Originally posted by suga-pills

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yoongi: So um, Prom Hoseok? I- I mean its fine if you don’t want to go or a- anything. God this is so embarrassing…

((eheheh what am i actually doing?? but if anyone wants to ask any of yoongi’s friends that is fine too. i also may or may have not picked hoseok cuz im sope or yoonseok trash…))

@ask-volley-bts 

You Helped Me, I Help You (13 Reasons Why Jeff Prom Series Part Two)

This is part two of the Jeff Prom Series. You can read part one here.

Description: Word gets out that you and Jeff are going to prom as you two work to get another lucky couple to the dance. :)

I just wanted to say thank you so much for the positive response to “I Will” and to the rest of my imagines. I hope this one is to your liking as well. Please let me know what you think! I love feedback! I want to make sure that they are not only fun for me to write, but for y’all to read as well. My ask box is always open for requests, even if it’s just a blurb!

“(Y/N)! I saw your post! I told you he wanted to go with you!” Sheri screamed at you the next day at school. “You guys are so cute, it’s ridiculous.”

“He’s a sweetheart,” you smiled to yourself. At that moment, you saw Clay walking down the hallway. “Clay!”

“(Y/N)! How are you?”

“I’m good, thanks to you.”

“What?” he asked.

“Thanks for helping Jeff right that note. I really needed it.”

“He really wrote it. You need to know that. I just helped him with the grammar.”

“Well, it really meant a lot to me, so thank you,” you smiled. “Are you going?”

“Probably not. You know me.”

“What does she know?” Jeff asks from behind you guys. He hugged your waist from behind and kissed your cheek.

“We need to get our little Clay here to ask Hannah to prom.”

“Clay, we talked about this,” he laughed. “You’re asking her. You helped me; I help you.”

“Jeff…(Y/N)…You guys are really nice, but dances…they just aren’t my thing.”

“I can tell Hannah wants to go, but only with you,” you whispered as Hannah approached your group.

“Hey, Helmet,” she smiled. “(Y/N), can I talk to you?”

“Of course,” you said. You turned and kissed Jeff’s cheek before walking away to Hannah’s locker.

“How are your prom plans?” she smiled.

“Good…are you going?” you asked a little too quickly.

“If someone asks me.”

“Is someone a certain someone?” you laughed.

“That’s personal information, (Y/N),” she laughed back.

“I think a certain someone might ask you. Just be patient. He’s scared,” you smiled before walking to your first class.

You saw an open seat next to Jeff in Communications Class and approached him. “Can I sit with you?”

“You know you don’t have to ask, (Y/N),” he laughed.

“I know. I just don’t want to be that girlfriend, you know? If you want to sit with your friends you should.”

“It’s okay if you’re that girlfriend,” he smiled. “Do you wanna go to Rosie’s with me later? I got a coupon for a milkshake, and I don’t want to go alone. It’s okay if you-”

“I like that you still get nervous when you ask me out,” you smiled.

“I like you,” he smiled.

“I love you,” you rushed out for the first time. He looked at you with so much admiration in his eyes.

“I love you so much,” he said back for the first time.

“I love you so much, Bryce!” Montgomery yelled as he sat at the group of desks adjacent to us.

“Oh, Montgomery!” Bryce yelled back.

“Screw you guys,” Alex said as he sat in front of you. “Why do you have to ruin everything. Let them be in love.” He rolled his eyes and looked back you. “Nice promposal,” he nodded.

“Thanks,” Jeff smiled.

“Alright class, let’s begin!” You couldn’t focus on whatever it was the lesson was about because you were so giddy with joy at what just happened. Saying I love you is scary, and being in love is scary, but right now, everything felt the way it should be, absolutely right in every possible way.

CALLING ALL TEEN WRITERS!

Dear You:

I’m editing this book called DEAR HEARTBREAK: YA WRITERS ON THE DARK SIDE OF LOVE, which will be a collection of anonymous letters from real live teens (as opposed to dead vampire ones, lol) about heartbreak. If your letter is chosen for the book, it will be published (!) with a response letter from a YA author (think Becky Albertalli, Tim Federle, Nina LaCour, Kekla Magoon, and more). It’s like a much, MUCH cooler version of an advice column. Bonus: if your letter is chosen you’ll get a copy of the book signed by the author who wrote back to you. Interested? Keep reading.

Have you ever had your heart broken? Been treated like crap by the person you’re in love with? Been hurt - physically or emotionally - by your girlfriend or boyfriend? Or maybe you feel invisible. Lonely. You feel like no one loves you, like maybe you’ll be alone your whole life. Worried you’ll turn into your divorced parents or your sister who got pregnant when she was fifteen. Maybe someone at home doesn’t respect your body. Maybe YOU don’t respect your body. Maybe you’re tired of being a virgin. Maybe you wish you were a virgin. Here’s your chance to write Heartbreak a letter. Tell us how you feel, ask questions, tell us what it’s like in your messy universe. Tell us why it’s not like the movies. Tell us why you want your happy ending.

This is an anonymous place for secrets and the dark stuff. Or just the wondering stuff (Will anyone ever love you? Will you be that one person who doesn’t get asked to prom? Why does he love HER and not you? Why did she cheat on you? If you tell people you’re gay, will they laugh or be cool about it? If you tell your best friend you love him, will he say he loves you, too - or just walk away?).

Be brave. Be you. Write your heart out.

Go to our lovely online survey to submit your letter. If you have any questions, shoot me an email at dearheartbreakbook@gmail.com.

Please sign your letter with a pseudonym (fake name) and your age & general location. You know, something like:

Dear Heartbreak,

[Insert deep, heartbreaking letter here]

Love, Confused in Idaho, 16

I can’t wait to see what you’ve got to say - whatever it is, it MATTERS. And it’ll feel really freaking good to let what’s inside out.

P.S. If you want to find out if your letter was selected for the book, please make sure to put your email in the letter - it will remain private, don’t worry.

xo Heather Demetrios

Jock!Scott playing with Isaac’s fingers whenever he has a panic attack because it calms him down

Jock!Scott cooing at Isaac and his bed head

Jock!Scott supporting Isaac at his Shakespeare performance

Jock!Scott crying when Isaacs character in said play dies because Mercutio deserved better dammit

Jock!Scott spoiling Isaac with flowers, food, kisses, etc. because of how simply exquisite his boyfriend is

Jock!Scott threatening Isaac’s bullies because if one more person shove his baby into a locker he will kill someone

Jock!Scott finding out that Isaac has REALLY sensitive nipples and that he can cum multiple times just from them being toyed with

Jock!Scott staring at Isaac with utter adoration as he rambles about how pineapples don’t belong on pizza because, “it’s the fucking law Scott! If I want fruit I’ll go eat a damn apple but I refuse to put it on my pizza!”

Jock!Scott pulling on Isaacs hair during sex because he absolutely loves it

Jock!Scott confessing that he used to write Isaac McCall on all of his notebooks in middle school because he thought Isaac had the prettiest eyes and smile and- oh my god mOM DON’T SHOW HIM

Jock!Scott drunkenly admitting that he wants Isaac to call him daddy

Jock!Scott slamming Isaac into a gym locker for an intense make out session when Isaac DOES call him daddy with those pretty eyelashes batting themselves at him fuck-

Jock!Scott getting all of his friends together to ask Isaac to prom by serenading him with the cheesiest One Direction songs ever made

Jock!Scott being the happiest boy in the world because he has Isaac Lahey by his side

{Reaction} Monsta X Asking their Crush to Prom.

Could I please get a reactions of Monsta X asking some one to prom?

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used

Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by kihqun

Minhyuk couldn’t contain his grin as he sat opposite you in the restaurant. He was often giddy like this when he’s with you - he’d liked you for so long after all, but with a mix of adrenaline, he was a little fidgety, and he couldn’t sit still. He looked at you as you began to smile too, shaking your head as he started making little origami shapes out of the napkins. He was so tempted to just ask you, but no, he had to wait for the right moment. The food arrived, the both of you had chosen pizza. When the waiter left, he finally composed himself, looking at you with that glinting mischievous eye.

Minhyuk: “I know it’s cheesy…” *looks down at the pizza, then back at you.* “But I want nothing than to turn my best friend into my date to prom.” what a meme jeez


Yoo Kihyun

Originally posted by kihqun

Kihyun would be the most nervous to ask you to prom. He’d be really unsure on the right way to go about it but still anxious that each day he doesn’t ask you someone else might. He spilled his insecurities to Changkyun, the youngest of his friends on campus as they both trekked to the library to get some last minute homework done when he saw you alone at your locker, pulling out some books. He thought about asking you, hesitated, then carried on walking towards the library with a red face. But it wasn’t over, and his heart dropped when Changkyun asked you for him.

Changkyun: “{y/n}, Kihyun wants to go to prom with you, will you go with him?”

Kihyun: *muttering under his breath* “I’m going to kill that brat-”


Shin Hoseok/ Wonho

Originally posted by ew-wonho

Hoseok would be nervous about asking you, but he wouldn’t let it stop him at all. In fact, despite his nerves, he would be pretty confident about it and would be understanding if you wanted to go with him or not. He wouldn’t want to go all out and make a big scene of asking you out, but he would want to make it special since the two of you have been friends for a while. He decided on asking you out to coffee, and over the table he took your hand smiling at you with hope glinting in his eyes.

Wonho: “Will you go to prom with me?”


Son Hyunwoo/ Shownu

Originally posted by wonhontology

Since Shownu works out a lot, he decided that he would ask you out to prom in the most unusual way. He downloaded a tracker on his phone that tracked his running and where he’d been and ran. His route was tracked. He ran five miles to spell out ‘prom?’ It was all set and ready, all he needed to go was tell you. He started off in light conversation, talking about how he’d been taking his running more seriously recently than just going to the gym. He told you about how he’d trakced his route and then told you he’d show you.

Shownu: “I ran five miles… look.” *shows you*


Lim Changkyun/ I.M

Originally posted by jookyun

Changkyun had been so worked up about asking you out to prom. He’d helped Kihyun ask out his partner, he’d heard Wonho boast about his tactic and had frowned as he decided nothing he could do would top Shownu. Then he remembered his talent. Songwriting. He thought about everything you are, and what you are to him, then put it down in rhythms and beats on a page. His rap was perfect, but his confidence? Not so much. He needed to perform it to you, but his heart was racing each time he thought about it. He took you to his house, swallowed his pride and rapped like it was the only thing that mattered.

Changkyun: “- my love for you will never be gone, please {y/n}, let me take you to prom” *looks at you as he finishes the rap.*


Chae Hyungwon

Originally posted by faidream

Hyungwon would be the most in denial about all of this. He would think to himself how stupid the whole event is because, well, he needs to blame someone for his shyness. He wouldn't’ know what to do or say, he didn’t have any idea on how he could be creative in asking you out and quite frankly, he didn’t want to make a big scene. But that was until he saw someone else trying to ask you. He bit his lip, feeling a wash of relief as you declined their offer but thanking them all the same. His heart picked up as to told them the reason why you couldn’t go with them.

{y/n}: “-you see, I like someone. Actually, he’s not just someone; it’s Hyungwon, and he’s amazing. I’m going to ask him. That’s why I can’t go with you, I’m sorry.”


Lee Jooheon

Originally posted by jookyun

Jooheon is a romantic kind of guy, but he wouldn’t see what the big fuss is about asking someone and going all out and spending loads of money. So, he decided to go the old fashioned route. He bought you a sweet set of flowers - your favorites, and took them to your front door (praying to any god that your parents wouldn’t answer). When you opened the door, he presented them to you and smiled.

Jooheon: “{y/n}, will you go to prom with me?”

It's Always The Hardest Choices That Come At The Worst Times

So tomorrow is the last day to buy junior prom tickets… which means I need a date by 12:30 tomorrow. Today I did some brainstorming: a guy (socalledbeast, I think I’ve called him previously - we’ve been hanging out recently) is trying to set me up for prom with this REALLY hot guy (he’s nice too!) because neither of us has dates. But if he doesn’t ask me, I’m going to ask flirtyboy. And if he says no, I have a few other choices. But flirtyboy and I videochatted for hours after school today, and I’m starting to like him more (as a friend, mostly.. but he is really cute and REALLY talented!).

As I was settling in to watch tv, pleased with my plans for picking a date tomorrow, shyboy texted me (of course).

Him: Hey, can we talk?

Me: Sure….

Him: Lol if you don’t want to you don’t have to.

Me: No it’s fine, I just wasn’t expecting this. I’ll try not to be bitchy tho!

Him: Ok. Well, I just wanted to clear things up. I admit it was a mistake what I did last week. But I really meant to give you the note so that you would read it.

Me: Read it? I wrote it…

Him: I know. You wrote it on Valentine’s Day. I just wanted to know what changed in those following two weeks that changed everything.

Me: Yeah. I think everything just kind of came apart around then, and I tend to pull away from those I care about when I feel like I need to concentrate on myself. Which isn’t ideal, but that’s how I am.

Him: Well I knew there were other reasons than the ones you gave me.

Me: How could you assume that? I’m not lying to you.

Him: I never said you were lying. I just know I could’ve done things better.

Me: Define “better.”

Him: Better meaning: Complimenting you when you change something like your hair. Giving you unexpected surprises like you did with me (in a good way). Talking more and not having awkward pauses or anything because I’m shy. There’s a lot I should’ve done better.

Me: Those things aren’t absolutely needed in a relationship. Maybe the shyness, but everything else was fine. It really wasn’t about you, and I know you don’t believe me but it doesn’t matter because I know my reasons.

Him: Alright. Well, I don’t know where to go from here then.

Me: Neither do I. Which is why I thought we ended this last time we talked. Idk.

Him: Well I think we’re done now.

Me: Fine. Can we be civil now? It wasn’t that bad on Friday.

Him: Well it’s a little easier for you than it is for me. The problem is whenever you’re not around I hang with all of your friends.

Me: I know that. But we all hung out on Friday and it wasn’t too bad.

Him: Ok. Well I just don’t think you get that I still have feelings for you, and that I’m trying to push away and hanging out with you does not help.

Me: I get it because I feel the same way, I’d just prefer if we were able to be normal. But whatever, if you want to move on it’s fine, we’ll move on.

Him: Lol I don’t want to move on. But when we hang out I remember the winter. And it’s just hard to concentrate on anything. Do you know what I’m saying?

Me: Yeah I understand. But I don’t think it would work to get back together right now. I kind of fucked that up enough and I’m sorry for that.

Him: Explain. Please.

Me: I caused enough drama/emotion/whatever and I’m done messing with your head. I’m just saying it could be good for both of us to move on instead of doing what you said you wanted and getting back together.

Him: We both made it more complicated than it ever had to be. I don’t know what happened. But I guess you’re right.

Me: Yeah. And it was because we hooked up, and clearly we both like each other, and a bunch of other things. But I think now we need to figure ourselves out and move on and figure out what we want out of a relationship instead of jumping right back into one that didn’t turn out so perfectly. Which is hard for me and I’m sure for you too, but I just can’t see us getting back together right now and pretending none of this took place. Because even though all the drama was unnecessary, it still happened.

Him: Alright.

Closure, anyone? I think this is the closest we’ve come to resolving our breakup since the actual breakup. I hope things go back to normal! (..Except I doubt they will).

Baffled and Blonde~

A Breach On The Lunar Facility

Submitted by: http://alphascore.tumblr.com/

Length: Short

A shrill cry came from the receiver of NASA headquarters, startling everyone in the control room. The controllers and head of communications looked around the room, agitated and dumbfounded, as they desperately rang for the current head of the project. The room echoed with the cries coming from the communicator, begging for help, as the controllers tried to bring up a video feed. The highest ranking officer available stepped into the room and marched straight for the communicator.

“Son, this is Colonel Broadbent. What is the nature of this call?” He spoke firmly with a sense of professionalism, and tried his best to keep calm.

“Sir!” Someone screamed through the receiver. “Something has compromised the lunar facility. It just tore through the door. Like it was paper, with its long arms. Request to abort, sir!” The man cried amidst the sobbing of the crew.

Colonel Broadbent began to sweat. Little beads of perspiration dripped from his forehead to the desk below him. His voice had become shaky, like he was a teenage boy asking a girl to the prom.

“Get your crew aboard the shuttle in Bay 24-7B. Abort project T.H.O.T.H. The six of you must evacuate. That is your prime directive.”

The colonel looked up at the camera footage of the lunar facility hallway. The six crewmen were making a dash to the shuttle bay. They stumbled and staggered toward the shuttle doors until eventually the crewmen jumped aboard, and launched the shuttle off the facility.

The colonel grabbed the nearest office chair and slumped into it, relieved. 

The video broadcast from the shuttle’s camera clicked to life as the crewmen caught their breaths. As the captain of the group regained his composure, he turned towards the camera with a worried expression.

“Sir, I need to bring up something you said that’s bothering me. You had mentioned that there were six crew members. But there should only be five of us.”

The colour drained from the colonel’s face. He did a recount of the crew members present. Five. 

Behind the crew members stood the sixth member, now in full view. Its arms began to grow longer, draping beside its human body. Its neck stretched upward, unhinging its jaw to reveal three sets of teeth on both sides. It slowly stumbled toward the crew, making a distinct clicking noise before throwing back its head and wrapping its arms around the crew member closest to it. 

The feed disconnected. 

The communicator remained functional as five screams silenced one by one. Colonel Broadbent sat in his chair, motionless with his head in hands. He was silent as the lone clicks continued through the receiver. 

The colonel heard something strange and threw his head up from his hands. He could have sworn that five more clicks joined in.

Credits to: http://alphascore.tumblr.com/

✧ ` / PROM PROMPTS.

❛  Who took you to the prom? ❜
❛ Do you want to go to prom with me? ❜
❛ I didn’t go to my prom. ❜
❛ What should I wear for prom? ❜
❛ Who do you think will win prom queen and king? ❜
❛ I can’t believe I own prom queen. ❜
❛ Do you know I am? I am this school’s prom queen. ❜
❛ I don’t want to go to the prom. ❜
❛ I got rented you a limo for your prom tonight. ❜
❛ It’s prom night, it’s very hectic. ❜
❛ I’m decorating the gym for prom tonight, want to help? ❜
❛ I’m sorry, I’ve already been asked to the prom. ❜
❛ Guess who just asked me to prom. ❜
❛ You’ll never believe who asked me to go to prom with them. ❜
❛ So, who are you going to the prom with? ❜
❛ I was finally asked to prom. ❜
❛ I didn’t get asked to prom. ❜
❛ Would you please do me the favor of going to the prom with me? ❜
❛ We’ll go to theprom together. ❜
❛ Are you going to the prom with anyone? ❜
❛ I can’t go to the prom without a date. ❜
❛ Christ, I’m like a pimple-faced schoolboy on prom night. ❜
❛ We separated when the prom was over, Mom. ❜
❛ Hey, are you going to that after party? ❜
❛ There’s a after party, after prom. ❜
❛ The roof was recently patched up for the prom. ❜
❛ First prom, then graduation and finally college. ❜
❛ It’s prom night, it has to be perfect. ❜
❛ Come on, nothing can ruin prom night. ❜
❛ This is going to be the best prom ever. ❜
❛ Well, junior prom is coming up, and I have a boy/girlfriend. ❜
❛ If everyone had their prom in a gym, the world would be happier. ❜
❛ Black tie at the school prom? ❜
❛ I was asked to prom but I said no. ❜
❛ I don’t see what the big deal is about prom anyway. ❜
❛ I would love to not attend prom, look forward to not going. ❜
❛ I wasn’t asked and I’m not asking anyone. ❜
❛ It’s almost time for prom, where’s your fancy outfit? ❜
❛ I did good to actually come to prom, why would I follow the after party? ❜
❛ How can you go through celebration without a little party afterwards? ❜
❛ I’m going dress shopping for prom later, want to come? ❜
❛ We should all just go to prom single. ❜
❛ I don’t want to go to prom because I be a know how to dance. ❜
❛ You don’t have to know how to dance to attend your prom. ❜
❛ I helped pick the songs for prom. ❜
❛ This is the soundtrack to my prom. ❜
❛ How are you feeling? Still sad about prom night? ❜
❛ Have you ever seen that movie prom night? It’s a horror flick? ❜
❛ I’ve got no time to do the after party once prom ends. ❜
❛ Prom was perfect. I wish it didn’t end. ❜
❛ You look just like a princess/prince. ❜
❛ I’m thirdwheeling at my prom, so no it’s not a good time. ❜
❛ Where is eveeyone? ❜
❛ Am I late or early for prom? Why is it empty? ❜
❛ They hired the DJ for prom tonight. ❜
❛ I know DJ who worked at our prom. ❜
❛ Help me set up the gym for prom, please. ❜
❛ I’m so happy prom is over. ❜

anonymous asked:

Ooo congratulations on your new job! Since it's prom season... how about a promposal fic? I guess in Auradon's case it would be a ball-posal though! :) Congrats again!

Oh, how cute! I didn’t get back until much later than I planned, so I’m writing this while I’m tired, but it’s too cute!


Guilt was becoming a more familiar emotion the longer they were in Auradon and it was one of the few things that Mal hated about her new school. She had felt it when Ben was drugged into loving her, she felt it when she held Fairy Godmother’s wand in her hands, she felt it every time she looked at her mother, small and scaly in a tiny cage.

Looking at the pride and excitement on Jay’s face, Mal felt that dreaded guilt again.

“I’ve been working on this for two nights,” he boasted. “I’ve kept it hidden under my bed, Pup has no idea.”

Mal didn’t roll her eyes at Jay’s ridiculously sweet nickname for his boyfriend. He never made fun of the names Evie gave her, she could return the courtesy.

“Are you sure he’ll…like this, Jay?”

“What do you mean?”

A giant, bright poster, spanning nearly the width of the room, laid at their feet. Swirled, elegant lettering spelt out ‘Carlos De Vil, will you go to prom with me?’ while stickers and crudely hand-drawn cartoons decorated the edges.

Jay looked at her cautiously, as if Mal was about to tear him down as often as she use to. “I was gonna have the cheerleaders hold it up at-.”

“Hold it up at the end of the last game.” Mal finished. “You told me. You said you were going to make a crazy announcement and have the tourney team lift Carlos in the air for it all?”

“Yep.” Jay crossed his arms and grinned.

“But Carlos doesn’t… He doesn’t like being the center of attention, Jay.” Mal pushed. “It makes him uncomfortable and nervous.”

He made a face, a mix of surprise and confusion, as if Jay doesn’t understand how he didn’t consider that or how Mal remembered it before he did. Jay furrowed his brows. “I-I know that.” He said quickly. “I was gonna make it quick.”

“Are you sure you want to ask him like this? I know you mean well, but this might embarrass him.”

“No it won’t!” Jay clenched his fists. “The whole point of this is to show I’m not embarrassed of him!” Mal opened her mouth to speak, but thought better of it, waiting for Jay to continue. “I… I want Carlos to know that I… I like him and I don’t care who knows it.”

Mal considered his words, hand on hip. She ventured over to Jay’s bed and gestured for him to sit beside her. “Maybe Carlos just needs to know that you like him and that’s all. You don’t need to make a big deal of your relationship to the school for him to know that.”

“It was gonna be big and spectacular,” Jay pouted. “It was gonna be memorable.”

“How about just make it special for Carlos? He’s the only one you’re asking, not the whole school.”

Jay rested his chin on his hands. “I guess. All the Pup would really want is just for me to ask him in between classes or something,” he muttered.

Mal snickered. “You can make it a little more special than that. It’s not like your only options are to make a spectacle or to do nothing. It’ll still be nice to make it special.”

“Well what are you doing that’s so special?” A moment passed. “You don’t have anything planned, do you?”

“No.” Mal joined him, slouching forward to rest her chin on her hands. “I was just gonna ask her with flowers and chocolate but that’s too simple for E. I mean, she’ll love anything I do because she’s Evie. But I want her to really love it. Nothing is grand enough.”

“We should switch.”

“No thanks. Carlos is pretty, but not as pretty as Evie.”

Jay laughed and punched her shoulder. “I meant we should trade promposal ideas, not relationship partners.”

“That’s…not a bad idea, actually.” Mal sat straighter, finger to her lips in thought. “Can you get Carlos’ name off of that sign?”

“I was joking.”

It was Mal’s turn to punch his shoulder. “But it’s perfect. E would love a huge, crazy prom ask in front of the whole school. I already bought the choc- don’t give me that look. Yes, I bought them, not stole - I bought the chocolates already, you can have them if I can take your sign.”

Jay gave her a sideways look. “Flowers and chocolate… Well, maybe chocolate and a new tool kit would really make Carlos happy. He would love that actually.”

“Let me take a look at this sign,” Mal hopped off of the bed and knelt on the ground. “I could go over and re-do a lot of these pictures,” she traced Jay’s pencil sketches and looked up, “I can definitely improve this. Can you pull some favors with the tourney team for me?”

“Yeah. You scare the piss out of Chad and Ben is still sweet on you,” Jay snickered. “If you get Evie out on the field at the end of the game, I can hook you up with the megaphone.”

A grin took over Mal’s face. Her smiles were no longer mischievous and nasty, but genuine and excited; the reminder of the change in his friend brought a smile to Jay’s own face.

“This is gonna be perfect! E will love having everyone watch her get asked to prom and have the cheerleaders holding up signs for her,” Mal’s grin grew at the idea of surprise and happiness on her girlfriend’s face. This is exactly what Evie would want, she bloomed like the fairest flower under attention and would flourish being in front of the entire student body.

Mal stood quickly, reaching for the door and calling over her shoulder. “I’m going to run back to my room, I’ll bring the box of chocolates and some paint!”

Her guilt for ruining Jay’s grand promposal effort was forgotten and replaced with two new emotions: excitement and joy. True, Mal had never experienced those things before Auradon, but the reason for them had been with her for many years. Excitement and joy were found in expressive brown eyes and curly blue hair, in soft hands and a softer voice, in ridiculous nicknames and in kisses that left Mal breathless.

And Goodness, she was going to make asking Evie to prom as exciting and joyful as the princess herself.