Novel & Cerita Better Than The Prom

“Yeah. Just... I know things are going to get intense now. How will you even manage both of them? It's like you are practicing polyandry. Are they cool with it though?” “Yes, I know. We have worked through it. They are not going anywhere,” I say, trying to believe it as much as I say it. “Neither am I.” She nods, then flops beside me. “Good. Because prom is in two weeks, and neither of those idiots have asked you yet.” I blink. “Oh my god. I completely forgot about prom.” Cali grins wickedly. “Well, don’t worry. I’ve got a plan.” My stomach twists, not in fear this time, but anticipation.

Alpha's Hated Mate Mirabelle's POV Prom was last week, the student union decided to make it the week after exams. Shitty idea if you ask me, even though we had time to prepare for Prom before this but I was still unnerved. I went with Trey but as friends.

The amusing part is that they leave with one and return with another. Rogue is not permitted at the prom this year. Because there are only two girls who will most likely not attend the prom this year, and we cannot allow them to mingle with us. They are only allowed to go on a trip and have a competition or have a little fun. We can't accompany them as a couple. As in previous years, there will be a separate prom party for the rogue so most probably it is going to be the same this year as well.

I felt a little silly talking about this like teenagers but the way the both of them were listening made me feel like I was reading a fairy tale to them. "Aww, he's so sweet! I wish Jake was like him!" Allie gushed, making me give her an incredulous look. "Als, Jake just proposed you under the stars, for heaven's sake! The exact way you secretly wished to be proposed!" I defended my friend. She tried to pout but ended up smiling widely, happiness oozing from every corner of her eyes. "But Allie is right, Evie. Adrian really used the sweetest man I've ever met. I'd love to make him my brother-in-law." Eva said innocently and I glared at her, although the blush on my face must've nullified the

she mouthed, making my mouth salivate in fear. We’ve been talking about our senior prom since we stepped into this building on the first day of our freshman year. Now that it’s here, I don’t know how I should feel about it. A lot of things happened that changed my perspective on everything about life. Honestly, prom doesn’t have that much appeal to me anymore. ~~

There was a huge red heart drawn with a Sharpie next to it. I’ve known Alicia Mendoza for three years. She made all the boys wet their pants and weep. No boyfriend, nor a prom date, because it was all the music, cute décor, fancy dresses, and limos that were a celebration of timeless mediocrity. It didn’t stop her from winning senior prom queen, though. I suspected foul. But hearts over a guy’s face? Pure madness. All of these flooded my head like a tsunami as soon as I walked out of her dorm room.

”Hey guys” Ashton greets them and their heads snap towards us. Celine blushes and Liam stands up straight, like bracing himself. I am not that bad, am I? I snap out of my thoughts when Ashton elbows me on the side. ”What?” I blurt out. ”As I was saying, we are excited about the prom this Saturday, aren’t we?” Ashton looks at me pointedly. I look at him and then my sister and this Liam guy. I have no clue what they were talking about. ”Yeah, yeah, sure, yes, we are excited” I say with a stone face.

"Go on." Paul 'hehe' again. "Say something dirty to the person in your right." "...." Paul wants a punch, yeah? >>>>> Little corner (Memory Lane): Junior High. It was a few days away from the Junior Prom. Stella was sure she won't be coming. So even though Victoria had everything arranged for her daughter, Stella was not interested in it. However, she suddenly received a post-it note in her drawing book one day. 'Are you going to the Prom? I hope you will be there.'

After that day, our relationship cooled, little by little, like a radio losing signal. One day, at a company mixer where they were planning a move into medical services, Mario and I sat side by side at the head table. The room hummed with polite conversation until a young man suddenly lunged at Mario, raising a gun. "You fuckin' asshole," he shouted. "You don't deserve Carmilla's love. How dare you hurt her?" People froze. No one moved.

Check that the sluts weren't wearing panties. Normal things like that. I smiled as the first couple approached, so glad that there were no hitches. * * * At the last minute, the Community Center had to cancel holding prom. A disaster with their sprinkler system. The building is unusable. The prom committee is in a panic, but one of their members knows just where to hold it.