Prom

"You have my vote!" People had been coming up to Emily and I all night and saying it. It was finally here, our prom night. Emily looked beautiful in he sparkling blue dress. When I saw her, I forgot how to breathe, she looked so great. We'd been going out since freshman year, and she'd been excited for today since we were sophomores.

"Ponyboy, I think we might win," she whispered to me. There was a countdown to when they'd announce prom queens and kings, and it was showing 10 minutes. Emily was bouncing as she danced.

"May the best couple win," our competition, Brett Sangster, a Soc said, giving me his hand to shake. He and Jenny Rhen, the most popular girl in school, had been going for a few months now. She wanted to marry him right after high school was over, thinking they were the best couple in the world. Which made Emmy and I second best. She wasn't too huge a fan of that.

"Yeah, and it'll be us," I responded, trying to sound convincing as I shook his head. Jenny shot Emily a rude look, and I glared at her. Brett looked annoyed as they announced 5 minutes, and Jenny took his hand to steer him away.

"No matter what happens, Emily, just remember that we're the best couple in our world," I whispered to her, putting my arms around her waist. She rested hers on my shoulder, and we slow danced to our own beat. I'm Just Happy To Dance With You by the Beatles was playing, but we didn't care. We moved to our own beat, not a care in the world. Until the principal asked for our attention, that is. Emily squeezed my hand as he said "And our 1967 prom queen is..." the whole room was silent for a moment.

"EMILY SCHOEN!" The room erupted in cheers and I saw Jenny out of the corner of my eye running out in cheers. I kissed Emily's cheek as she ran up as fast as she could in heels to be crowned. She had the biggest, most beautiful smile on her face.

"And for our prom king..." They said, after a crown was placed on my girlfriends head. I was walking up there when everything fell apart.

"This is interesting... Congratulations, Brett Sangster!" Brett jogged up, smiling brightly. He put an arm around Emily, and I felt a tinge of jealousy.

"And now for the prom king and queen's dance!" Can't Help Falling In Love With You, Emily's and my song started playing as I watched her dance with another man. I walked to the punch bowl, not being able to stand the sight of it. She was still smiling, wide and gorgeous, and Brett looked like he was in heaven. She smiled sadly up at me.

"Really?" I asked. She nodded.

"I love you, Ponyboy." I threw my drink out and hugged her.

"I love you too, Emily."

:)