A few months went by and I'd turned eighteen finally. Prom was coming up which meant so was graduation. I was really excited to be finally graduating and moving out. Dex and I were going to be roommates in the city while we went to college. We'd both gotten accepted to the local college. He was going to study to be a mechanical engineer of some sort. I wasn't quite sure. It all sounded like gibberish to me. I wanted to become a fashion designer while I modeled on the side.
An agency in the city was waiting on me to graduate. They'd actually found me. I was modeling for a friend's photography project. They liked what they saw and asked if I would join their agency. At first, I thought it was a joke, but they kept asking. They even offered to pay my college tuition and everything, so I agreed. Dex had been proud of me when I gave him the news.
The prom committee at school rushed to get things done while advertising that it would be the best prom ever. I was excited to go, even if I didn't have a date. No one had asked me yet. I'd heard Liam had planned on it, so I avoided him constantly. I was not about to get involved with him. Never again.
"So, have you gone shopping for your prom dress and stuff yet?" asked Dex, plopping down on my bed.
"I have. I got my dress and shoes. Do you want to see them?" I questioned, heading towards my closet.
"You know it," he replied, sitting up more.
I pulled out a white ruffled dress. "Here it is. Mark bought it for me."
He tilted his head to the side. "Beautiful. Can't wait to see it on you."
"Yeah, yeah. Here's the shoes," I stated, showing him the white open-toed heels.
"You might just reach my shoulder with those," he teased, smirking at me.
"Shut up," I sighed, smiling to myself. "Anyways, you have a date yet?"
He shook his head. "Nope. I'm waiting for the perfect time to ask someone."
"Ah, I see. Well better hurry up! Girls are getting asked left and right." I put my dress and shoes back.
He smiled. "Don't worry. I've got everything planned out."
The next day at school, some girls helped me avoid Liam and hid me behind them. I was not about to deal with his crazy antics. We voted for prom king and queen then made our requests for songs. Hopefully they evened out the slow dancing with the regular fast paced songs.
After school, I went home to grab something and found that there was a pail of my favorite candy on my bed. Floating from the handle were balloons. I approached my bed and looked at the pail. Tied to the handle was a note. Carefully untying it, I read the instructions which were to pop the balloons. Shrugging to myself, I popped the four balloons and found that each one had a note inside with one word. When I put them in order it read "Go to your trunk."
"My trunk?" I looked out my bedroom window.
Snatching a candy, I went downstairs out to my car. I opened the trunk and found a large teddy bear with a note stuck to its belly. It read "to the lake and watch your step."
"What is this?" I laughed a little, biting my lip.
The sky was getting dark, but if this person, more than likely a guy, wanted to talk then I was all ears. I just hoped that it wasn't Liam. I got in my car and drove to the lake. No other cars were around. I got out and walked towards the path to the dock. Lining the path were some candles in glass jars. My heart began to beat fast. Who was this guy? The dock was lighted too. At the end was someone, their back faced towards me. A boat floated in the water with Christmas lights lining the edge. Music floated from something in the boat. It was a sweet love song I knew and had danced to at my mother's wedding.
"Um, are you the one that left me those clues?" I asked stopping just behind him.
He turned to face me. "Yeah."
My jaw dropped. "Dex?"
A grin flashed across his face. "Here, get in the boat."
As he helped me get in, I began to blush. "What is all this?"
"You'll see." He grabbed a large under-water flashlight and shined it under the water.
The next thing I knew, divers were popping up with signs that spelled out "Will you", "go to", "prom with", "me".
Tears came to my eyes. The song that was playing as background music was the one we'd danced to at my mom's wedding. I nodded, unable to speak.
"Come on, Avery. I wanna hear you say it." He smirked.
I laughed a choked laugh. "Okay. I will go to prom with you."
He grinned brightly and kissed my cheek. "Awesome."
The smell of the paint for the prom poster made my head ache. The prom committee asked me to help with posters since they were out buying decorations. I liked the theme for prom, but at the same time, I wished they'd move it from the school gym to some bigger dance hall. I knew there was one that the community center had, but I never looked into it further.
(More to come)