-I don't believe it, we can't miss the commencement of the prom. We must hurry up!

-...

- Finally! We'll arrive at the "Shooting Star" in less than five minutes. I can't be the only one who looks forward, right Vanessa?

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-EARTH CALLING VANESSA! VANESSA CAN YOU HEAR ME?

Denisa shouted as loudly as possible so I could hear her although I was wearing my earphones. And she succeeded: I did it –me and all Charleston citizens. I took them off and I turned my head around.

If she didn't want this night to be something special and nothing to spoil her day, she would have killed me without a second thought. But she smiled instead.

"Sorry I didn't understand you were wearing earphones. That's why you weren't able to hear me before. What were you listening to?" she answered, giving me her sweetest smile.

Prom must have driven her crazy. Where's Denisa who'd have you in a headlock on the spot making you regret for not paying absolute attention while she's talking? This is getting really creepy.

Still being ill at ease, I gave her my left earphone and she wore it. A few seconds later she took it off abruptly.

"Seriously Vanessa? I just wanna kiss your lips, the ones between your hips? Why did I waste thirty seconds of my life on that?" She asked me, giving me my earphones and still being disgusted by the song.

"Careful what you say about Falling in Reverse, bitch. Kissing lips isn't even the content of the song! It's talking about a man who wonders why good girls like bad guys, so he became a bad boy in order to see, and can't understand why do good girls fall in love with him" I answered without pausing for a breath, ready to stick up for Ronnie Radke. "At least you could pretend you liked it" I added supposedly aggrieved.

"Talking about pretense, YOU could at least pretend you have fun. It's not as bad as you think. Maybe if you would relax and not act like I made you come, you'd enjoy yourself. I almost –almost- repent for bringing you here" she said in a quivering voice, making me feel bad.

I placed my earphones out of sight, in the bottom of my bag. What the hell? I could act I was having fun for a couple of hours, couldn't I? I would do it for her. She had done all these things for me.

I wore my best –fake- smile and I replied.

"Don't worry about me. I'm just a little subdued and I know prom will make my mood, that's all. I'm as enthusiastic about this as you".

Denisa looked contented with my answer.

"That's the spirit babe! Come on, we arrived!"

Hope you enjoyed the 4th chapter. Please let me know if you like it.

I know this chapter was a bit boring, but I had to write it, in order to connect the previous part with the next one.

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This time the song of the chapter will be "Backseat Serenade".

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