The Wrong Prom Date Novels & Stories

MADONNA I woke up with a start, breathing hard. I relaxed as the surroundings started to become familiar. It was just a bad dream, I assured myself. As I swung my legs over the bed it hit me. It was two days until the wedding. Forty-eight hours before I'd be permanently chained to the wrong brother. A maid was already in my room laying out clothes. She didn't speak, she just gestured to the dress on the bed before leaving. I got dressed quickly, my mind racing through possible plans. I needed to find out where Adrian was and when he'd return.

“That’s just nerves, sweetie. Every bride freaks out a little. Once you’re at the altar with Kurtis, all of this will disappear.” But it wasn’t just nerves. I could feel it deep in my bones, something was coming. A storm. I just didn’t know when it would hit. Then the first mishap arrived. The seamstress burst into the room, out of breath and clearly rattled. “Miss Lyra, I’m so sorry, but the brooch for your dress… it’s missing. We’ve searched everywhere, and it’s just gone.” My heart skipped a beat. “Gone? How can it be gone?”

The moment Alice saw me, she got angry and turned, as if to run away. I hurried to stop her. "Alice, Alice, please don't go. I need to talk to you." Alice said through tears, "Can you just leave me alone? Haven't you messed up my life enough? The whole school has seen that video. How am I supposed to face anyone now?" Her words left me speechless. After all, this happened because of me. I said quietly, "I know this is my fault, but I have a way to fix it. As long as you come forward and say we're a couple, people will accept it. These days, no one thinks it's strange for an older guy to date a college student.

Every day, she wore heavy makeup at home, and as soon as night fell, she would go out clubbing with her good-for-nothing friends. When Jacob saw me arrive, he excitedly turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the moment of the lottery draw. Jacob held his lottery ticket and checked the numbers one by one, terrified of missing a single thing. When he realized the numbers didn't match, he froze in place. "How is this possible? How? I was sure it was today!" he mumbled. His face went white, and his lips trembled. After he returned to his senses, he yelled at Quinn, "This isn't right! This isn't the jackpot number! Quinn, what's going on?"

Obviously, this was a terrible idea, and as a result, I made the snap decision that I would immediately go out, stay up late at any place, meet any of my friends, and have sex with whoever was available. I needed to quickly find something to occupy not only my body, but also my mind and my thinking processes. In point of fact, I snatched up my phone and dialed the number of the first person that popped into my head. However, despite the fact that we dated for some time prior to our separation, he attended the same university as me. On the other hand, I came to the conclusion that I would now make an effort to repair our relationship, even if it was just for a single night. And when I called

"I mean look at you, rocking those curves, looking all peng, with that moncho skin, baby girl. This calls for a date." I blinked. "A what?" "D-A-T-E. A date. This calls for it definitely." "That's not happening." I shook my head. "Its happening." "No- that's crazy Vine. I mean- who would I even go on a date with?" "With your prom date." "I don't want to go to prom- you forced me to." I said as a matter of factly. "Exactly." She smiled clasping her hands together, proud."Because you'd be going with Alexa-"

Isabelle (Two Years Ago) Prom is probably one of the most important days of a girl's life. I mean, that's what they teach us, no? Proms. Weddings. First babies. That kind of thing. It was the day of my prom. I was going with a guy from my Geography class - Fin. Fin was sweet and kind, and brought me the prettiest roses when he came to pick me from my home. He even wore a tie that matched my lavender dress. My mom clicked a hundred thousand pictures, ecstatic, that her little girl was finally going to prom - and then to college. I had been accepted into a university, which both Aiden, my best friend, and I, would be attending.

Maybe I should just tell her straight up I'm not freaking interested. " Six months ago, Jonah and I visited this club in Miami. It was new and just opening. Jonah took me out as part of my victory dinner. I met this brunette, she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. We talked and later on went back to her apartment to have sex. I left before dawn. Didn't want to face her and women don't like it when they wake up to see their one nightstand still in their beds. Two days ago, it turned out our new physics professor was my one night stand six months ago. It's fucked up."

“ Well, it's not too late, let's just cancel the wedding.” No response. She looked at her mother, “What?” “ We can't,” Laura told her remorsefully. Tessa pulled away. “ What do you mean by we can't?” “This marriage will save us.” Colton, her father said from behind where he was standing. “Save us?” she laughed brokenly. “By selling me?” Her father’s jaw tightened. “Watch your tone. This is all because of your mistake, you were the one who claimed to already be best friends with the groom.”

Four glasses of champagne over two hours. She had not read carefully enough. The marriage certificate was real. She had held it next to her own copy. Both said the same thing. Both had her name, Octavia Maddox, and both had his name too, which she had not thought to look for when she was signing because she had been looking for what she expected and not what she hadn't thought to look for. Bastien Leclair. The name meant something in Tripicity. She had filed it when Priya said it in the dressing room and she was pulling it back now with the specific attention of someone who had just discovered it was considerably more relevant than the section she had filed it under.