The Wrong Prom Date Novels & Stories

Theo sends back a question mark and then: wait WHAT I turn the phone over again. I’ll explain later. Or never. One of those. Here is what actually happened. Not the version I’ve summarized in my head a hundred times, clean and manageable. The real one. It was a Friday in late October. Cole was away for an away game, two nights in another city. I went to a party I didn’t particularly want to go to because my roommate at the time begged me and I was trying to be the kind of person who said yes to things.

During the holiday, my husband and I attended a free health screening organized by our local community clinic. The doctors diagnosed me with late-stage lung cancer. But after a follow-up examination, I learned the truth—the hospital had mixed up the test samples. The one who actually had lung cancer was my husband. We had always had a loving marriage, so I rushed home in tears. On the way back, I had already made up my mind to use every cent of my savings to pay for his treatment. But the moment I reached the door, I heard our son's worried voice from inside. "Dad, it's already late-stage cancer. Treatment is just going to be a money pit." I was about to push the door open and tell them

"After the exams, either don't apply to Northbridge University or Blackwell University, or intentionally skip one of your exam subjects. Either way, don't end up at the same university as Lewis and me, so you can stop picking on him. "Otherwise, the engagement is off." When she finished, she straightened up and shot me a glare as if daring me to challenge her. I tightened my grip on my backpack strap. Not a flicker of emotion crossed my face. "Cerys, Mrs. Williamson posted everyone's test center assignments in the class group chat days ago. "The schedule was already finalized. If Lewis can stay up for two nights straight and still manage to mess up my test center, are you really sure he's sm

Sebastian admitted during dinner, “this is the most peaceful conversation we’ve had in months.” Ivy blinked. “What?” He gave a small awkward laugh. “You usually spend most dates talking about popularity rankings or social drama.” Guilt twisted painfully inside her, because tonight he was accidentally talking to the real twin not Scarlett. As the night continued, Sebastian looked at her differently, like he was finally seeing someone worth knowing, by the time they slow danced beneath golden lights, Ivy’s heart was already doomed. “You smell like vanilla tonight,” Sebastian murmured quietly. Scarlett wore floral perfume, Ivy froze, Sebastian’s eyes met hers and something shifted between them,

After the finance clerk repeated the figure, Poppy pointed straight at me and said coldly, "You've been late—that's a violation of the company rules—so your salary for this month is forfeited." I let out a laugh. "How do you calculate a 200 deduction for each late arrival? Did you even finish elementary school?" Poppy looked at me without the slightest hint of guilt. "My new rule—be late three times and your entire month's pay is gone. Now get out!"

he retorted, his voice laced with a mix of disbelief and indignation. Meanwhile, Alexa stood by their side, her eyes fixed on Lucas. She couldn't help but interject, her voice dripping with both bitterness and disappointment. "Lucas was Alexa's prom date, two years ago," she explained, her words tinged with a hint of resentment. "He left her for another girl during the party. Such a jerk, isn't he?" Lucas, his gaze downcast, understood the gravity of his actions. The weight of his past mistakes weighed heavily on his conscience. He knew he had hurt her, and now, faced with their disappointment, he couldn't deny the pain he had caused.

I knew he was going to shower. A year later Prom Night It was the happiest day of my life. I had already planned for everything, though I didn’t know the type of dress and shoes I would be wearing for my prom. Dante bought everything for me and told me he would deliver everything when the time was right. How I wish Dante was in high school with me. He could have been my date. But Dante was the CEO of a multibillion-dollar company. So my date was Hudson. He didn’t have a date, and I didn’t have a date, so we paired. Everything was going according to plan. I have been counting the days to prom since I heard there would be one. I heard a car honking outside. I knew it was Dante. He told me he w

"Someone’s brooding extra hard today. Did you two fight or make out and regret it? Because it’s giving romantic tension." I groan. "Cal..." "What? I’m just saying! It’s like a dark academia soap opera with fangs and angst." I bury my face in my hands. Jon laughs softly. By the time the final bell rings, my head is pounding. I just want to curl up somewhere dark and quiet. But instead of leaving, the speakers crackle overhead, and the principal’s voice echoes through the school. "Attention students! As we wrap up our final term, we’re thrilled to announce that Prom Night will be held two weeks from now, on Friday the 10th. Tickets are now available in the front office. This year’s theme is...

she mumbled, causing everyone around the table to fall silent. “That doesn’t seem right. How about I go with you?” Adam was only trying to be kind but I already knew Patti wasn’t going to recognise that. “As my date?” Patti’s whole face had lit up in excitement. Adam gave Patti a sympathetic look and I was sure he was about to agree to this date with her. I couldn’t believe it. Surely he could see how easily this could backfire on him. There was a month between now and prom, what if he met his mate during that time? He could end up hurting both of them.

He was a student like us who was representing the coach for the meantime. "Are you two dating or what?" "No!" I quickly refute shoving my hands at the judge face who gawp at me. Cole tighten his waist belt and then grinned at me. "Yes Adrian and she's my date for the prom tonight" I grew unnaturally still and my heart flipped at his declaration. "Hmm, pathetic, it's going to be a sadist prom because a nerd would be there" the judge mocked and I could see the students around making jest of me.