The dance floor is packed with bodies and the overhead flashing lights finish off the look. We didn’t do that tacky bullshit that all the hoity-toity schools do like a Casino theme or Under the Sea, but I think it’s so much better this way. It’s uniquely us and I really love it.

Noah scans the room before grabbing Tully’s elbow and pulling her into him so he doesn’t have to yell over the noise. “Who am I looking for?”

Tully grins and I watch as she scans the room in the same way Noah had just done. Unlike him, she knows what she’s looking for and spots the person a second later. “Over there,” she tells him.

Every eye in our group follows Tully’s gaze until it falls upon Alyssa standing by a table in a purple, frilly dress next to her date. I don’t think much of it until my eyes scan over the guy. Rocko Stevenson. That fucking bastard.

I can’t believe that little bitch brought him to my senior prom. What the hell was she thinking? Though, it’s not like I can blame her. I haven’t exactly made it well known that the guy practically kidnapped me for Anton Mathers, and I can bet every last thing I own that Rocko hasn’t been broadcasting what he did.

I turn back to Noah who looks oddly pleased with this little surprise. “Finally,” he murmurs low. “I’ve been waiting to get this bastard alone.”

“Well, looks like tonight is your lucky night,” Tully chuckles. “Just don’t get any blood on your suit. Mom will kill you.”

“Understatement of the fucking year,” Noah grumbles. “She’d more than kill me. She’d use that massive serrated knife she loves and cut me up into a million pieces, put me back together, only to feed me all the pieces she purposefully left out.”

I look up at Noah in concern. “That, ah…was disturbingly descriptive.”

“Yeah, I know,” he grunts. “That’s the threat she likes to use.”

Aiden grabs both my hand and Tully’s before pushing Noah and Spencer out of the way. “I didn’t get dressed up in a fucking suit to listen to all the ways your mother wants to kill you. Spence and Noah, you’re on drinks duty, and you two bitches are with me.”

With that, Aiden hauls us down to the dance floor and I laugh at the stumped looks on both Noah and Spencer’s face. The night is still young but I have a feeling that’s going to be one of my favorite moments from prom. It’s not that easy to put that look on Noah’s face, so I give Aiden all my praises.

Two hours later, I’m pretty sure someone spiked the punch and from the way Tully can’t stop laughing every time someone heads that way, I‘d dare say it was her.

Principal Evans appears on the stage, standing behind a podium, looking more relaxed than I’ve ever seen him, making me wonder if maybe he’s had a few glasses of punch as well. The music is turned off and a spotlight is aimed at him before he requests that we all find our tables.

Everyone takes their sweet time until he announces that he’s there to crown the prom King and Queen. All the girls squeal and drag their dates along, hurrying them up while Tully and I roll our eyes.

The conversation at our table continues on and we all zone out while Principal Evans does his thing, and it’s not until I hear my name coming through the speakers that I finally stop talking.

Noah bursts out in laughter as I look across to Principal Evans. “Please tell me I’m just getting in trouble and not being crowed prom Queen?” I panic as the room around me hollers and cheers my name.

Aiden stands beside me before dropping down into an extravagant bow. “No, your highness. May you please allow me the greatest honor of escorting you to your throne?”

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

Noah stands and helps me out of my seat, but I don’t miss the amusement flashing in his eyes. “Go on, Queeny. Go get your crown.”

“Shut up,” I scold. “If I’m prom Queen, I dare wonder who these people elected as their King.” His face falls and I grin right back up at him before pressing a kiss to his cheek. “See you up there.”

I take Aiden’s hand and true to his word, he escorts me right up to my throne and I say a really awkward thank you before allowing Principal Evans to place my crown on my head. He hands me a bunch of flowers and then indicates towards the throne.

I let out a sigh and take my seat, and not two minutes later, a very embarrassed Noah Cage is sitting right beside me, shaking his head as I smirk right back at him.

Following our coronation, Noah and I have our first dance as officially the prom King and Queen and we let out joint sighs of relief when Evans announces that the rest of the seniors can finally join us on the dance floor.

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