The Wrong Prom Date Novels & Stories

"I don't want to go." "Prom?" I ask confused. I didn't know a prom is happening in our school. "Yeah..combined junior and senior prom. It's happening next Saturday. They just put it on the noticeboard this morning. Every year it occurs around this time. But I thought, this year it would get canceled because of all the issues," she sighs. "I see.." I nod. "If you don't want to go, just say no to him." "Yeah.." she hums whilst looking at the note in her hands. Then she turns her head slightly and glances for a brief second at the guy sitting at the opposite desk, looking at her expectantly.

My mood was already ruined and talking about going to prom with my ex, wasn’t going to help my situation. “Let’s run for prom king and queen…as friends.” She finally said and bit her lips as she waited for a response. I didn’t want to go to prom with anyone, I wanted Jenna as my prom date but right now, I couldn’t stand her. “Going to prom as friends isn’t a thing,” I replied and she smiled. “Friends go to prom together, Conrad. Besides, Jenna’s also running for prom queen and she already has a date for the prom.”

he said. Lisa scoff. "I'll be having my prom night on the same date" she said. "Friday?" Gianna asked Lisa "My contest is on a Thursday" Ryan replied her and then face Lisa. He already figured she was lying and she just didn't want to come. He understood why she would refuse. "Please Lisa" he said

“So, I've been having a hard time finding a prom date–” “You?” she cut me off incredulously. “Are the boys at that school blind?” “Clearly,” I agreed quickly, eager to get to the point. “But it doesn't matter anymore.” “Are you going to miss the prom?” she asked. “No. I found someone to go with me. I called a helpline to vent, and guess what. The guy agreed to be my date.” “What? A stranger? Are you crazy?” “He was nice!” “Do you even know his name?”

Our parents had set us up on a blind date so he was to be my date for prom and it was a rainy night but I had forgotten to bring an umbrella but he didn’t. So togethr, we shared it as we walked from tthe parking lot to the hall whhere the prom was held and as we walked in together, we had all eyes on us because I had the best looking date and because of that, we both won the award for prom king and queen and even the best looking couple of the night.

"It doesn't." We sat there. The guy at the counter finished his eggs and left. The woman with the laptop packed up and went. The teenager changed the music to something low and forgettable. Outside on Marsh Street the city kept doing what cities do at 1am, moving and humming and completely indifferent to the two people inside this diner who had just had the floors pulled out from under them. "What happens to your wedding tomorrow," he said. "I cancel it." "Is that simple." "No." He waited.

*Flashback* Sabrina's POV Tonight, is our junior prom – the theme is under the sea, but isn't it always? I don't have a date and that's okay; I always have more fun on my own, anyway. It wasn't surprising to see all the jocks asking the cheerleaders to go with, even if they hated each other because that's the stereotype these days. The hot people always go together.

And so, I called Hallee up and I told her that I wasn't going to leave the comfort of my room today. Sorry prom, but you're canceled, I said to myself as I glanced at the long golden dress hanging on my bathroom door. "But Tay, we got our dresses. We rented a limo. Maddie's date stood her up last minute so Gabe's out for another shot. We're doing this. We're going to the prom," she argued. "Hallee... I'm sorry, but you guys should just go on without me," I said as I flopped lazily on the bed.

“Of pretending. Of living like this?” “I am,” she admitted quietly. “But this wasn’t the plan.” “No,” Stefan said. “But now we’re both stuck. We’re in the same boat, Irene. And the more you act out on your own, the faster it sinks. So tell me what’s going on. I don’t have time for your nerves.” Irene finally met his eyes. “Last night at the gala,” she said, voice cracking slightly. “I ran into someone. Her name is May Rowland. We went to high school together.”

Then something remarkable happened. My father relaxed. His hands came down. He took a long breath. And he smiled — a real one, tired and somewhat helpless and entirely genuine. “Well then. I suppose I had better update those invitations for the Alpha ceremony. Is it Alpha and Alpha? Or Alpha and Luna?” Elara sagged against Mandi, still visibly in pain, still smiling broadly. Mandi looked shell-shocked and slightly bewildered. Elara squeezed her hand and said, “Alpha and Alpha. And that’s Mandi with an I. We’ll hold the marking ceremony at the same time.”