The Wrong Prom Date Novels & Stories

Nate smirked. "Okay then what about prom?" You burst out without a thought. "I could take you." Nate smirks at you flirtatiously. "I'll refer to the previous comment, we are supposed to be fake dating, I don't want either of us to get attached." You remarked. "Fine, I'll find someone else to go with. But you have to reject me Infront of everyone." Nate laughed. "Fine." You also laughed. The next morning the school has been taken over by young adults buzzing about prom, banners appeared overnight with the words PROM! In huge bright letters, confetti everywhere. You're walking down the hall with Tara.

"Yeah and you looked better than you do in jeans but I'm talking about your prom dress" "What prom?" "The one in three days that takes place in our school, right here in New York, on earth, in this universe_" "I get it." Then realization hit me. Prom was on Wednesday and I didn't have a dress yet. I couldn't believe I forgot about it so fast. "That's Wednesday?" "Yeah." "Whatever Dylan. I'll get a dress later, I just need more sleep now" "No way. It's Sunday" "What's so important about Sunday?"

“If I tell you about the prom, then you need to tell me something equally embarrassing.” “Deal.” “Okay,” he sighed with disappointment, as if he couldn’t believe he was sharing his embarrassing story with me after eating world’s best manakeesh. “My prom date, Julie Andrews, was really hot, but she had an ex who kept trying to hit on her the entire night. I got drunk, went to after party with her which, surprisingly enough, was at her ex’s house.” “I don’t like where this is going.”

It was all a sham. Brayden scowled, hurt by her dismissive words. He knew he had made a mess of things, and his ego couldn’t handle being rejected so callously. He blurted out, ‘Do you dare deny that you planned to have s*x with me that night six years ago?’ Alessia rolled her eyes, feeling exasperated. ‘Seriously, Brayden, what’s the point of bringing that up again? You know exactly what happened that night.’ With a sly smile, Brayden retorted, ‘You didn’t hold back that night. If fate hadn’t intervened, we’d be married right now.’

Road trips with friends would be totally fun and also it would be our last time together before we parted ways. We spend the rest of the time debating on a place to go and everything else. After a while we come back to the topic of prom, finally deciding that planning for a road trip right now would be too much. There's only so much of an excitement that a person can take. While we were on the prom topic we learn that the only people without dates for prom were me and Scarlet. I was kind of surprised that all of them had managed to get a date for the prom. "Have we guys told you that Scarlet and i are married together. It would be extremely rude if we don't go to prom together. All those vow

“Yes, I want to know.” Summer stared at the candlelight on our table and sighed. “I… well. My prom date was Garrett. He had asked me, and I said yes to him because we were still dating. Unfortunately. Anywho, me, Em and Mia dressed up together, went to the school gym, and Garrett was nowhere to be found.”

Aubrey smiled then sighed, “I wonder how I am going to divide myself on that day. The PROM date is the same date as my birthday, in fact, it'son the eighteenth.” “Are you for real? That's a double celebration,” Reina said happily as she tapped her on the shoulder. “Who knows, you will be the star of the night. “I asked the management if they can push the date forward or back at least, but they claimed the dates are fixed, and they can't postpone as they will interfere with the calendar. Anyway, lets head home,” Aubrey said as she helped Reina get up. They walked to their car, entered, and Reina stepped on the gas.

I fell in love with Jacob a third time when I was seventeen. I also fell out of love with him at seventeen. Yes, this is the prom story. In April of my senior year of high school, Anna came skipping up to me at lunch, her face flushed. She proceeded to tell me that Sam from band had asked her to prom, despite our pact that we wouldn’t attend because prom was dumb.

Then, he shouted, "Next, we have the Best Man, Nathan Morrison, the most prestigious Defense General of Norvania. "And the Maid of Honor, Wanda Hoffis, the daughter of the famous Hoffis family in Norvania. Please welcome the two of them on stage." Mila was stunned as she thought she had misheard. Phoebe patted her hand excitedly. She said with excitation, "Mila, they're calling you. Since when did you become the maid of honor?" Mila shook her head. At that moment, she was unable to react. Right then, a security guard walked onto the stage and muttered to Albert, "The Maid of Honor isn't Wanda; her name is Fenna. The bride wants you to change it back immediately."

“White, elegant, classic; like the kind of woman your family prefers. Don’t tell me you didn’t see them?” Ethan exhaled sharply. “They arrived,” he said in a clipped tone. “But there’s a problem, Lawrence.” “Oh? Don’t tell me you’re already fighting?” Ethan’s voice went cold. “I didn’t marry the woman Grandfather arranged. There was a mix-up.” Silence. Then a low whistle. “You’re serious?” “Completely.” Lawrence burst into laughter. “You mean the man who reviews every document word by word signed a marriage certificate with the wrong woman?”