You look at all the stupid overrated signs hung up in the hallway and roll your eyes.
“Prom! Tickets only $50!” You say, mocking the signs. You look over at your best friend, Vic, and laugh.
“Yeah right…who would pay $50 dollars to go to some dumb, lame, dance. I could buy shoes with that money!” You say.
“I don’t know…it could be fun.” Vic says.
You stop walking and look at Vic.
“No, don’t tell you’re actually siding with those preppy ass holes too!” You say.
“I’m not-” You and Vic continue walking down the hallway and stop at his locker.
“But prom is so- I don’t know…classic. Like when everyone thinks of high school, they usually think about prom. I would like to say that I went at least.” Vic says.
“When I look back at high school- wait- that’s not going to happen because I will never look back at these so called "happy days” that everyone makes them out to be.“ You say.
"Well, you’re negative today…” Vic says.
“I’m sorry, I have a huge Chemistry test next period and I probably should have studied a little harder.” You say.
“Oh yeah I took that test yesterday, it’s pretty hard but I’m sure you’ll do fine.” Vic says.
“Hopefully, I’m going to get going…are we still hanging out tonight?” You ask Vic.
“Of course! I’ll bring some movies.”
“Okay!” You wave to Vic and walk to your classroom.
Later that day, when school gets out, you drive home and chill out for a bit. Later in the evening, Vic comes over.
“I’m just going to set the movies on the kitchen table, I brought all of your favorites so we can just watch any one you want!.” Vic says.
“Okay!” You say as you spring up from the couch. Vic goes into the bathroom and you pick up the movie “The Breakfast Club” at the top of the stack. Your fingers touch the back of the case and you feel a piece of paper attached to it.
“I know you hate dances but-”
You are confused at first, but then pick up the next movie “The Hunger Games” and look at the back. It says: “I was wondering if maybe you-”
You look at the bathroom door and see that Vic is still using it. You can’t help but to smile. You pick up the next movie “She’s the man” and read the note on the back that says “want to go to the prom with me??(:”
You are completely blushing when you pick up the final one that says on the back “We can make a hell of a night together like we always do!” You laugh and notice there is one more DVD…“Coraline” (aka Vic’s favorite movie). On the back, it has a prom ticket. You look in the hallway to see Vic holding the other prom ticket.
“So will you?” Vic says with a smile.
“Wow, I didn’t know going to prom was such a big deal to you!” You say with a smile.
“I just want to have one good thing to remember about high school” Vic says.
“Okay… I’ll go.” You say with a smile. Vic hugs you and for the rest of the night the two of you watch movies.
A few weeks later, it is the night before prom. Your girlfriends come over and you all get ready together. You put on your plum colored prom dress that has gold sequins around the chest area. You curl your hair and do smokey eye makeup. When all the boys and parents arrive, everyone eats food and takes pictures. When you see Vic and his matching tie to your dress, you start getting butterflies in your stomach.
“Wow, (y/n), you look beautiful.” Vic says.
You blush and put each others corsages on.
“Vic, I have to admit you look very handsome yourself.” You look at him and smile.
When the limo arrives, everyone gets inside and sings to familiar songs. When you arrive at the venue, Vic helps you out of the car and you all walk in. You hear loud music and see tons of people dancing. You dance with all your friends for a while, and then a slow song comes on. You look at Vic and walk over to him.
“Prom is so much more fun than I thought it would be!” You say with a smile.
“Me too! I’m glad you’re having a good time.” Vic says.
There is an awkward silence and then Vic clears his throat.
“So…(y/n), would you like to dance with me?” Vic nervously asks.
You smile “I would love to!"
The two of you head back out to the dance floor and you place your hands on his shoulders, while he rests his on your waist. For a few minutes, the two of you sway back and fourth and listen to the music, then Vic looks at you.
"I love this song!” Vic says.
“What song is this?” You ask.
“Lullaby, by the Spill Canvas!"
"Oh! Well I like it.” You say.
“(y/n) I have to tell you something-” Vic says abruptly.
“What is it?” You ask nervously.
“I-I- I’m not good with this kind of stuff, you know that. We’ve been friends since we were in kindergarten, and once I knew what relationships were which I guess was like 3rd grade, I knew who I wanted to be in one with: you.” Vic says.
None of this really takes you by surprise, you smile and nod your head.
“Now, since I’m a young adult, I know more…about relationships…about love” Vic says.
“Yeah?” You say.
“(y/n), I’m in love with you. I’m just going to come out and say it and stop stalling because I know it’s-” You interrupt Vic with a soft kiss on the lips. When you move your head away from his, you smile.
“Wow, you don’t know how long I’ve waited for that.” Vic says.
“Me too.” You say, giggling.
“So the real question: are you in love with me?” Vic asks.
“Yes Vic, I am completely in love with you. I guess both of us aren’t good with sharing out feelings!”
“Maybe that’s why we get along so well together” Vic says.
The rest of the night is very chill. You announce to your friends that you and Vic are now an “item”. When you get home that night, your mom asks you how it went.
“Well, now you know why Prom really is the best part of high school. How was it?” Your mom asks.
“It was the best night of my life.” You say to your mom as you smile to yourself.