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Prom Surprise

PROM! Senior prom at that. I was so excited! This night was going to be perfect. I blare BVB as I get ready for the best night of my life!
"So take your hand in mine it's our's tonight! This is a rebel love song!" I shout, before my father tells me to turn it down.
Him and my mother do not like my favorite band, often commenting how all they do is scream and look like a bunch of girls. But I never stopped listening to them, and my parents comments often caused heated arguments. Although my mother did meet Andy, his father, and Juliet at Warped tour with me last year, she has lightened up on her comments about it, but she still jabs along when my friends or Gus pick on them.

Anyway, I continue getting ready. When I am all ready I get in the car with my mom so we can go to Gus' house to take photos. When we pull up I see he is actually dressed up in a nice shirt and pants even though he is to old to go to Prom with me. His whole family is there, and they got me a corsage and him a boutonniere. It as so amazing and I fell in love more if that was even possible. We took so many photos then went to the lake downtown and took even more. Then it was time for Grand March. I was all alone as I walked across the stage. All alone arriving at the venue where Prom was held. All alone sitting at my table until everyone else arrived. I made the best of my night, and it was actually really fun, My table was funny, and then when dancing started I danced with my best friends, made many trips to the photo booth and candy table. We even lit lanterns and sent them free outside. Not long after that I decided to head home to Gus so we could celebrate the rest of the night together.



I pull up in the driveway to see lights lining the driveway to the backyard. I get out of the truck to see Gus walking towards me. He takes my hand and leads me towards the backyard where our tent for the night is sent up and a small fire crackles in the moonlight. Music plays from his phone in his pocket and he asks me...
"May I have this dance?"
I blush as tears come to my eyes and I shake my head yes.
We dance and drink the rest of the night until it's time to turn in and we get comfy in the tent.

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