Dream Prom

My "Dream" Prom: (from www.gurl.com)

Since the first week of the school year, Melissa had been leaving mysterious love notes in Chris's locker. Then she got the idea to send a prom invitation via text message. She sat in math class keying it in: "if u come to prom w/ me ill dance u 4ever. luv, Melissa." She nearly freaked when Chris said yes.

Melissa's biggest crisis over the next six months was finding something to wear. One night, a beautiful full-length flapper dress with a long sash appeared to her in a dream. That weekend Melissa decided to have a seamstress make her dream outfit, and borrowed a pair of her friend Hannah's yellow shoes to match.

The night of the prom, Melissa got dressed, styled her hair in loose curls, and headed out to pick Chris up. When she got to Chris's house, Melissa was so nervous she could hear her heart pounding in her chest. She did a few yoga breaths and knocked on the door.

Chris opened it while she was still knocking. Melissa couldn't believe her eyes. Right in front of her was her long-time crush, looking like a(n) giraffe in a head-to-toe-white suit. They went into the tv room and exchanged nervous glances, while Chris's family snapped a few photos.

Finally, they escaped... When they got to the prom, everyone was outside gossiping in the parking lot. Melissa was proud of the convertible she'd rented for the occasion. As far as she was concerned it outshone everyone else's ride. She was on top of the world.

But as they walked into the dance, Melissa was shocked to discover that people had the same outfit that she did. And she thought it was something she dreamt up all by herself. She couldn't take it anymore, so eventually she went up to one of the other girls and told her: "You look mad in that outfit." The other girl was like, "Them's fighting words."

So they stepped outside... Once they got out to the parking lot, Melissa realized how stupid the idea of a fight was. She'd ruin her outfit. Not to mention looking like a fool in front of her big crush.

But the girl wouldn't back down. She pinned Melissa to a car and raised her fist. She was about to hit her, when Chris ran out like a hero and pulled them apart. Melissa was all fired up, so she kept struggling to get at the other girl like a hyperactive cartoon character.

Then Hannah came out. "Hey, Melissa," she said. "Listen. It's Switchfoot's last song. Come and dance." Melissa calmed down and went inside to dance. She held Chris tightly and listened to her heartbeat. It reminded her of knocking on Chris's door earlier that night. This is where it's at, she thought and closed her eyes.

haha...if only, if only... :)