Prom was just a week away, and I still had no word from Raze about wanting to go to prom with me. I could not put off anymore, so I told Marquis that I would love to go with him.
“That’s great, we can double date then,” Marquis said excitedly.
“Double date? With who?”
“Lauren and Raze… Did you think I was going to ask Michael’s group to come? Yeah, they will be there, but I don’t want them hanging out with us if they still have a problem with you.” Marquis rubbed the back of his neck with a wounded look as he watched the floor.
“Raze asked Lauren to prom?” I looked at the floor too, it hurt to think that he would ask her to prom let alone talk to her before me.
“Huh? Oh no, Lauren asked Raze, don’t worry Raze isn’t talking to other people yet, he’s still your special fairy.” Marquis patted me on my shoulder and smiled.
“What do you mean by ‘special’?” I glared up at him, “He still has never talked to me yet. If anything he stalked me when we were younger, and I just got over it as we got older.” I crossed my arms and pouted.
“Well, whatever kind of relationship you have with him, I still want you to have fun at prom.” At that Marquis blushed and went to class.
I wasn’t sure how to continue with my day, but after school, I did make a stop at my brother’s place.
Eric seemed to be doing really well for himself in the music. He and Max were living quite comfortably and had even opened up to each other. Yeah, I called it, but I wasn’t going to say that to them.
Eric listened to me talk about school and the upcoming prom. He told me not to worry, that prom’s were always fun, and that I shouldn’t worry so much about the other kids. When Max found out it was a masquerade themed prom he was quick to offer his fashion pointers and even offered to be my stylist to get me all set for prom.
The night of prom approached much faster than I wanted. I had images of blood-soaked Carrie going through my head as I pulled on my outfit. Never had I been so afraid, but I was not going to back out, I was going to go to prom and enjoy myself. If Michael decided to embarrass me, I could always call my werewolf sister and her hybrid hubby to come to my rescue.
My mom hollered at me that my date was here, so I trudged my way downstairs to meet him. Go figure, my mom was waiting with the camera.
Somehow we managed to escape and make our way to prom, where upon entering we got ambushed into more pictures. Lauren was all for capturing the moment, not that I could say no with her burst of random smiles and what not. Granted that just made me all the more suspicious of her and Marquis.
But we danced and had a good time while we were there. It turned out to be quite nice to hang out with people for once. Even if I did have to teach Marquis some steps.
I was even offered roses as we left, by a guy who said that I had pretty eyes. I felt on top of the world until the man said the strangest thing.
“You have your grandmother’s eyes.”
Peony means Bashful