Senior Prom?Mature

"You suck," I whispered, leaning into him.

He smiled.

"Why?"

"You make me feel so guilty."

"You should feel guilty," he laughed.

"Jerk," I mumbled.

He pulled me in for a kiss.

"I wanna show you something," he whispered.

"What?"

He got up, taking my hand.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"You'll see," he whispered, "close your eyes."

"Why? I don' trust you," I smiled.

"Shit, you're hard. Just do it."

I waited for the magic word.

"Please?" he asked.

"Fine."

I closed my eyes, as he led me across campus into a room. I heard the doors closing. The sound echoed. He led me up some stairs, which creaked in the silence. It was dark, but a faint light danced on my eyelids.

"Open your eyes," he whispered from behind me.

I slowly opened my eyes. I was standing on the stage in the auditorium. Everything was dark except for the candles on certain seats to spell out: PROM? He waited for an answer.

"So?" he asked.

"Yes, you dumbass!" I squealed, jumping into his arms.

"Yo, guys, she said yes!" he shouted.

The lights on the stage turned on suddenly, and out came Dan, Frankie, and Griffin.

"You owe us," Dan nodded, smiling.

"Yeah, yeah," he said, as I kissed him a million times.

"How long did it take you to do this?" I gasped, looking at it again.

"Well, they helped..." he said.

"Thank you, guys," I said.

"No prob, Hales. It's actually nice to hear you say thank you," Frankie smiled.

"'Cause you never say it," Griffin added.

"Shut up. Did you ask Annie?"

"No... I..." his voice faltered.

"Nevermind," I said.

I kissed Jacob again.

"I should ask Stacey fast... if that's what's gonna happen."

"You go do that," Jacob said, scooping me up in his arms.

"How do we blow out the candles?" I asked.

"Well... you wanna help me?"

"Sure," I said, as he took my down the creaky stairs of the auditorium, the room I now loved.

The End

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