"Come on Nick!" Keaton called from the hallway of the Tanner's mansion. From the end of the hall a door opened and a young man walked out. His messy brown hair stuck out all over his head. He wore a black shirt with a blue, unbuttoned collared shirt and a pair of jeans. His eyes were probably his best feature. They were an amazing blueish, green color with a starred rim of yellow around his pupil.
"My parents are going to kill me if they find out I snuck out of the house to go to a dance while they were gone." Nick said, nervously. Keaton sighed while running a hand through his dirty blonde hair. Nick slowly approached his best friend. "I-"
"You're impossible!" Keaton hissed, cutting Nick off. He grabbed Nick's arm and yanked him out of the hallway. Together they ran down he long staircase that sat in the 'foyer' and out the large front door. They hopped into Keaton's brand new, black Ferrari he'd gotten for his birthday earlier that week. Sticking the key into the ignition, Keaton winked at Nick. "Look at that." He said as the car started up. "We made it to the car." As they drove out of he huge round-about in front of the mansion, Nick turned to Keaton.
"You sure we should do this?" Nick asked as they sped down the road.
"Dude, you can't be the most popular guy in school and not go to a street dance." Keaton said simply.
"You're the one who came up with this plan." Keaton reminded him. "I'm not going to let you bail now that we're already halfway there."
"Alright..." Nick sighed. He glanced out of he window. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this."
"Come on man! Just relax and you'll have a blast." Keaton clapped Nick on the back, not taking his eyes off the road.
"Whoa..." Nick said as Keaton pulled up to the dance. "How many people come to these things?" He asked as the two boys exited the car. The music was so loud, Nick thought the whole world was vibrating. The colored lights lit up the night and the giant crowd that resided in front of the DJ's table.
"Nick, this is what we popular boys do on the weekends." Keaton said, placing a hand on Nick's shoulder. "It's about time you decided to join us."
"Alright then... Let's do this." Nick replied as a smile grew on his face.
"That's the Nicholas Tanner I know!" Keaton said with a laugh. "Come on, I think I see the others." As they walked, Nick's eyes kept following every single movement. What caught his attention the most, however, was not the crazy teenagers by the DJ but the three girls standing far from everyone else. As if sensing someone was watching them, the three of them turned to face him. He made eye contact with the one in middle. She had long, curled black hair and wore a black hat on her head that had some sort of triangular symbol on the front. She wore a dark green shirt with some sort of cartoon character on it under a denim jacket with jean pants. Nick was about to flash a smile at this beauty when she gave him he dirtiest look and stalked off, her companions following in suit.
"Nick!" A voice brought him from his confused thoughts. He turned to find Gwendolyn Mae running over to give him a hug. She wore a black tank top with a pair of extremely tight skinny jeans. Her reddish brown hair was pulled back with a black head band. He hugged her back then was surprised when she got on her tip toes and kissed him. In the background, Nick could hear a few faint cat calls. When she finally pulled away from the kiss, Gwen left her arms around his waist. "I'm so glad you managed to come."
"Hey Gwen..." he said trying no to express the awkwardness he felt. From behind Gwen, Keaton winked before giving his girlfriend, Chelsea, a passionate kiss. Gwen laughed softly.
"Oh, Nick," She released his waist only to grab his hand. "You're so adorable."
"How's your Fall Break been?" Nick asked, feeling his cheeks begin to heat up. Thankfully it was dark outside.
"My parents are still trying to get me to transfer to that expensive boarding school my mom went to." Gwen was always trying to gloat about her family's money by using words like expensive or priceless in her sentences. "I keep telling them maybe but I don't think I will. Can you imagine me in gray?" she exclaimed dramatically.
"Sounds... Exhausting." He said, trying to sound concerned.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, are you having fun?" the DJ asked. the crown of teens cheered. "I can't hear you! I said: Are having FUN?!" Louder screams filled the night. "Cool beans! So tonight we've decided to kick it old school. How many of you remember the Cinderella Dance?" More cheers cut through the hair though not quite as loud this time. "Sweet! For those of you that don't know, here are the rules. Girls: each of you take one shoe and place it in the middle here. Boys: after that, you need o pick a shoe and find it's owner. That girl will be your dance partner for the next song. Got that?" A chorus of "Yes!" rose from the crown. "Go find your 'Cinderella'!"
"Nick, go pic a shoe." Keaton said as Gwen and Chelsea left to go to the bathroom.
"Are you sure it-"
"Dude, I'm not you mother! Go pick one!" Keaton said shoving Nick forward. Nick raised an eyebrow at that statement.
"Only if you'll pick one too." He replied, pulling Keaton with him.