Rent A Prom Date นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Oh, my God.” “What?” Noah asks. She slams her phone down in front of us. “Prom theme just dropped.” I glance down at the screen and roll my eyes at the swirling black-and-gold posters with dramatic font. “Westfield High presents Senior Prom: Midnight Garden,” Noah reads out. “How original,” he says dryly. “Shut up.” Maya rams her shoulder into his. “Look how pretty the decorations are.” Noah leans closer to me and whispers, “She knows that’s just the visual design, right?”

It's just more easy to move whenever you're at the top—endless possibilities, yeah? Marissa had managed to take a lot of photos of us after we hopped into the limousine. The event would be in a luxury hotel. Our school was always overgenerous when it comes to prom because as I heard from Arisa, the event would always sponsor by their family friend, the Sylvester. A blast, for sure. ******

Tim then leaned over and added, "Just so you know, no one actually expects you to do anything tonight or on your date. This is all just fun. It's not like you're a rentboy." I looked at him confused as he laughed and explained, "A rentboy is a twink prostitute. Now don't get me wrong, most of us will play around and some of us might even get frisky, but we don't have to. There's a lot of yummy bodies here tonight and I hope to go home with a smile on my face and possibly a few names and numbers for later. But Mark won't care if you just talk to the guy tonight and on your date." I nodded as I replied, "Yeah, I know. Honestly, I'm not really worried about tonight or my date."

The way he looked at me right then made my chest ache. “What?” I whispered, nervous at how intense his eyes were. He leaned in and kissed me — not rushed, not hungry, but soft and slow, like he wanted to memorize the shape of my mouth. When he pulled back, his voice was low. “Be my prom date.” I blinked at him, shocked, my heart tripping over itself. “What?” “You heard me.” His eyes didn’t waver. “Be my prom date, Sienna.” I swallowed, my brain spinning. “Jaxon… what are we supposed to tell them? If our parents ask, what are you gonna say? ‘Hey, we’re going together’—don’t you think that’ll sound… weird?”

Jude. Monday School Is bustling with the upcoming prom I have a bouquet of roses huge they make a statement as I walk in to find Hope And Carmen standing together. "Good Morning Ladies " they both turn to look at me seeing then flowers Carmen's face break into a smile "Carmen will you be my prom date ?" I ask her handing the flowers the smile on face huge while if looks can kill I will be dead the way Hope is looking at me. Returning the smile "Yes of course, yes I will

"You don't need to come with me everywhere I go, Alena" "That's not what I'm doing, I swear" she holds up three fingers in the air. "I actually have something to discuss with you" "Oh, then let's go. We'll be back after a short while, Jonathan" Taking my belongings from my hands, Alena leads the way to the bedroom. "So,what did you want to discuss?" I inquired when we'd gotten to the bedroom. "There's this prom thing around school coming up next week" She begins, playing with her fingers. "Do you think I should ask Asher to be my date?"

THE PROM {Playlist Suggestion: "Blank Space" by Taylor Swift / "you should see me in a crown" by Billie Eilish} ~CHELSEA POV~ Crawford Elite clearly didn't just have their Senior Prom in a hot gym with paper decorations and a cheap disco ball. They booked the whole grand ballroom at the Ritz-Carlton downtown. Walking through those big fancy doors felt like entering a coliseum, where everyone was just waiting for the lions to come out.

I asked her with a single brow raised in suspicion. "Cooper just asked me to be his date for prom night" she squeal so loudly,causing other students to stare back at us cautiously like two crazy bitches. "Ohh?" The word slipping out of my lips that was slightly agape. "He even offered to buy me a matching dress for his outfit. Isn't that so gentlemanly of him?" "Yeah, he is so thoughtful Kara. I mean, Isn't that what most people do when they ask a girl to be their date for prom? Like buy matching outfit and all?" I said, my brow narrowing at her.

He let go of one of my hands, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a single, perfect white rose. He held it out to me. “Naomi,” he said, his voice low and his gaze completely focused on me. “Will you do me the honor of being your prom date?” The question hit me like a physical wave and my breath hitched. Prom. Prom with Jace. Jace, who doesn’t belong in high school hallways. Jace, who owns his own company. Jace, who walks into a room and makes oxygen nervous. And here was Jace, on a beautiful, private rooftop, asking to show up to my high school dance.

I have given this a lot of thought and have decided tonight is the night. I’d set aside the money and reserved a room at the Four Seasons where Prom would be held. Okay, the money for the room is out of the budget of a part-time fast food worker. Aunt Blaire paid for most of it after dumbass Lance let it slip that I was looking to lose my official v-card after prom. I would’ve killed my cousin if his mom had told mine what I was planning. But being the cool Aunt she is, she deposited the money into my bank account and gave me a box of condoms. If I were a shy girl, I’d have blushed as red as my hair when she gave me the condoms and told me to have fun.