I secured a strand of hair to my head, neatening up the bun styled on top. Jay and the others were getting ready out side the bathroom, but in a matter of minutes, I would have to trust Ally not to ruin my face with makeup. I finished up with my hair and exited the bathroom.
Basil was facing Ally, her make up being put on. Jay was running around the room looking for the last bits of things to pull together for tonight. She walked into the bathroom and began on her hair. Poor Jay, she’s never been a big “stylish” person, but she would have to bear with it for one night.
“Your turn Clara,” Ally told me as Basil moved away. She had vibrant colors coating the areas around her eyes, picked to match her dress.
I sat down next to Ally and starred into her eyes. She began my makeup, telling me to close my eyes every now and then.
When she was finished, I checked myself with a small hand held mirror. Light purple fading into darker purple, a light ring of violet outing the top of my eye lid and mascara making my eye lashes darker than my usual light brown. Ally had put a bit of blush on my face and a light lip gloss. I admit, she did a great job.
“Thanks,” I tell her and grab my dress from my bed, changing in the closet.
When I came out, jay was out as well. I was surprised how well she wore that tattered dress. She made it look like it wasn’t as ripped as it really was, it just kind of fit in with her.
"Cameron. Ronnie. Coming after me,” Emery bursted in the door. We all looked up from what ever we were doing and focused on her.
"Just great," Jay sighed, and turned to finish up getting ready.
"I am fit to run with the buffalo," Basil exclaimed, smiling so widely, I wondered if she would rip her mouth.
There was a knock on the door and Jay let the boys in. The boys lined up in the room, each of them gawking at us, well mainly who ever their prom partner was, so no one was paying attention to me. Basil went over to Ronnie and she was all over him within minutes.
“Ronald the tie goes likes this, Ronald your hair doesn’t look right, Ronald, blah,blah,blah,”
I was quite confused as to why she was calling him Ronald, but the others looked like they were having a hard time not laughing at Ronnie's annoyance.
“Okay, okay Basil, I get it” He said, lightly pushing her off.
We kinda looked at each other for a few moments and Cameron looked over at me, partnerless. He looked as if he were gonna say something, then stopped, but let it out anyways.
"Since there are no other options..." Cameron started.
"No. I'd rather go with Brody, Massarotti!" I exclaimed, outraged. I couldn’t even think of the thought of going with Bum Face here to the Prom.
“Ok so you ready?” Matt asked everyone, breaking up the tension and we all nodded our heads, shuffling out the door. I was the last one out and I locked the door behind us, before joining the group again.
Small conversation was started as we walked down the hallways, everyone talking with their prom partner. Being the unfortunate me, I had no one. Emery appeared at my side, her bronze colored dress now cloaked in a bit of black and a steam punk twist put on it, no surprise.
“So, I see you don’t have anyone,” she said, stating the obvious. I nodded and gave her a faint smile.
“I’m an awkward duck, no guy in his right mind would like me,” I tell her.
“I’m sure that’s not true, there’s some one for everybody out there,” She replied.
“Yea, but not everyone meets that special someone, even if they do exist,” I tell her, grumpily.
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“With time, you’ll find someone,” She said, ignoring my attitude.
I frowned a bit, trying to think about what it would be like to have someone that cares about me more than a friend.
I just gave Emery an awkward smile and didn’t say anything else.
We walked into the gym, which was transformed into a ballroom, balloons tired to the open doors and the edge of the food tables. Punch was set up in the corner, a group of teens already surrounding it.
So many of the girls looked like they were all wearing the same thing, clones of each other. Most of them blondes, even though I didn’t know we had that many girls like that at our school.
We split up into our partners, Cameron and I left alone. I looked at him and snorted, stalking away before one of his stupid suggestions came up again.
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More and more teens came in as the hour progressed on and within thirty minutes, the gym was packed. I sat down at a chair tucked in the far corner of the gym, taking tiny sips of the punch in my hand.
Kyle sprang out of the crowd, holding onto Spencer's wrist, falling into the seat next to me. Spencer laughed at Kyle's clumsiness and helped him up. They noticed me there and Kyle sat down, Spencer sitting next to him.
“Hey you doing alright?” Kyle asked, leaning his back into Spencer to annoy him.
“I’m good,” I laughed, seeing Spencer's annoyed glare. He gave an evil grin and quickly slipped off the chair, Kyle falling backwards on the seat and then falling on the floor. Spencer snorted and saw the anger on Kyle's face as he sat up.
“Oh you little-” Spencer took this as cue to run and I heard him laughing as he pushed through the crowd, Kyle quickly on his tail.
I shook my head as the two boys vanished from my sight, they’re such kids.
Soon it was time for the prom king and queen to be announced. I happen to be at the front, nomming on some cookies at the desert table. A man in a suit, one of the teachers, stepped up to the stage in the gym. He pulled a microphone up to his mouth and cleared his throat. The room got quiet and everyone was looking up at the stage, ear to hear who the king and queen were.
He smiled down at us the music still playing in the background.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for the Prom King and Queen to be announced,” He stated, and clap went around the crowd, “Ladies first.”
The man pulled an envelope out of his jacket and opened it up. He smirked as he read the name and looked up at the crowd.
“Elise Summers,” the crowd clapped and a blonde girl walked on stage. I recall seeing her around, one of the popular girls who were all about boys. She must have had fifty pounds of makeup on, because she looked like a clown.
“Gentlemen,” the man continued, and read from the same sheet of paper in his hand, “Brody Gatto.”
A hooting went around from the guys and Gatto climbed on stage, smiling and taking his own sweet time in the spot light. He stood next to the girl, and I was surprised he hadn’t started checking her out. A shorter girl in a red dress came out with the crowns on a pillow, placing it on each of their heads. The Elise girl looked so thrilled and batted her long lashes at Brody, but I noticed his focus wasn’t on her. He was looking through the crowd for someone else.
I shook my head and went over to the punch table, refilling my drink and standing against a wall. I saw Jay through the crowd and waved to her. As she was making her way over to me, a figure blocked my view of her. I looked up to see none other than Gatto, peering down at me. His crown was crooked and his hair was in its usual ruffled style. I raised and eye brow, looking up at him.
“Hey,” He started.
“Umm hey,” I said awkwardly.
“I just wanted to let you know that I think you look beautiful tonight,” he told me. I was surprised, I did not see that coming at all. What the heck did he drink tonight?
“Ermm thanks,” I stuttered and he nodded, trotting away.
I saw a reflection of what I was feeling in Jay's expression. Her eyes were wide and she was staring after Brody. She came up to me and stood next to me.
“That just made this Prom, a million times more interesting,” she laughed out and I grinned.
“What the heck!” I said and she and I started laughing. Matt found us and was looking at us like we were crazy.
“Hey how about we go and hang at the pub,” Matt suggested and Jay and I nodded our heads. She and I exited the gym as Matt gathered up the rest of the group.
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Bloody Tranquility ended up coming with us to the pub. I walked with Jay, she and I sharing jokes. About half way to the pub, Matt tapped Jay on the shoulder, smiling at her.
“Walk with me?” He asked and she smiled at him. She turned to me and nodded before turning to walk with Matt. They walked from the group, but I wasn’t worries, I knew they wouldn’t go to far they would still meet with us at the pub.
Basil started dragging poor Ronnie to the pub and pushed through the doors, beating the rest of us to the bar.
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In a matter of minutes, everyone was settled. I just got a water, but gosh know what the others were drinking. Matt and Jay walked in, hand in hand and got a drink. We all shared a laugh, lightening up a bit. Even though we were here with Bloody Tranquility, we didn’t let that ruin our moods.
“And then he said, dude why the heck are you wearing a dress and your girl friend over there wearing a suit?” Spencer cheered, Playing pool. The others laughed, but I was so confused as to what was going on.
The little bell on the pub door went off and a man in a black suit entered. We all quieted down and looked at the man, who was holding a file in his hand. We all turned our attention to him and he cleared his throat.
"Do you kids know a Massarotti?" He asked. Darren, who was quite drunk, poor lad, pointed over to Cameron. He nodded his head and walked over to Cameron.
They shared a few words, Emery ease dropping on their conversation.We all went back to what we were doing, but a slapping noise broke our focus.
Cameron was clutching his cheek, his eyes closed and a frown of pain pressed on his face,
"You cheated?" She yelled, "Why would you do that to us? I thought we won fairly!"
"I wouldn't call it cheating. Just using my wealth to our bands advantage," Cameron stood up, looking her in the eyes. She looked like she was about to rip him apart.
She yelled at Ronnie and he looked pretty guilty that he had known all along.
"That's it! I'm done!” She yelled and stomped out of the pub. Hunter ran after her, slamming the pub door closed. I tensed up at the sound and looked wide eyed at Cameron and Ronnie, who's mouths were wide open.
"You kids wouldn't happen to know the Bradley girl either would you?" The man asked, unfazed by Emery's reaction. Jay raised a shaky hand and he turned to look at her.
"Our management apologizes for the confusion, but we had a bit of a situation with our judges and money. The winner was unfairly named at the bands competition. The real winner was your band, Trouble,” he told her.
We all kinda looked at each other for a moment, but the second Jay seemed to realized what was going on, Matt pulled her in for a kiss. Spencer and Kyle hugged and Darren drunkenly raised his mug, shouting. I smiled so wide, I couldn’t stop. This was it. This was the moment Trouble had missed at the Battle of the Bands. And this moment would forever last in our hearts.
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LAST CHAPTER *le meh cries* Thank you for all the support! I love you all! I did my best on this chapter, but it was a bit chopping. LOVE YOU GUYS THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING. I'mm miss Y'all on our little break between SD and Same Game-J
