Nothing To A King // Nate Maloley

Chapter 41

I looked like a totally different person.

My hair was nicely done with neat curls onto my right shoulder in a braid like style.

My makeup made me look...beautiful.

The dress was beautiful but that was what I loved about it. The thin layers.

"You look beautiful, baby." my mom said.

"Thankyou." I said hugging her as tight as I can.

"Have fun tonight baby. This is your time sweetie." My mom said.

Later I literally drowned myself in perfume, but that was a good thing.

I grabbed my phone walking towards the mirror before taking a snapchat photo saying 'I'm Ready✨✨' as the caption.

People were doing exactly what I was doing, boy or not.

I checked the time and it 8:20.

He would be here, in 10-

"Honey! It's time!" Or now.

"One second!" I yelled slipping on my new sandals.
You're probably wondering, why is she wearing sandals.

I was gonna be up all night so I atleast had to feel comfortable.

But every senior class, goes down to the vineyard, every year and they go jumping in the water in there clothes.

Hopefully we do it this year. It seems like a lot of fun.

I put my phone into my clutch before walking down the stairs slowly.

This is it.

After taking pictures with my mom and all that extra shit, it was time to leave.

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"You look beautiful." Nate said.

"So do you." I said laughing a little.

"I try." he joked.

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"Picture!" Layla the perkiest girl of them all yelled with excitement. She's the type of person who would cry for like 5 minutes if someone broke up with her, but that's what I like about her.

"Ahhh!" I heard yell and turned around to the two weirdos I call my best friends.

"You look hot!!" Andrea yelled.

"I know right. I would tap that real quick if I was into girls." Jenn joked.

I felt Nates breath down the back of my neck as his arms wrapped around my waist.
"Want some punch?" He asked kissing my cheek.

"Yeah, sure."

"Ladies." he greeted them.

"Oh my gosh you guys are so cute. Sammy is what you would call a pig." Jenn said.

"I heard that." Sammy said from out of nowhere.

I chuckled at there immaturity.

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I soon tensed as a slow song came erupting through the huge venue. Couples gradually stood up with there date making there way towards the dance floor.

"Wanna dance?" Nate asked holding his hand out.

"I don't dance." I said almost immediately. Remembering what had happened 6 years ago.

"Neither do I and maybe why'll were out there you could tell me the real reason why you don't dance." He said seeing right through my lies.

I gave him my hand as he helped me up.

He wrested his hand on my waist with one in my hand as I wrested my hand in his as the other wrested on his shoulder.

"So what happened?" He asked.

"Well in grade school the school had a little dance. So I had a little crush, his name was Danny McCall. I just so happened to be paired up with him for the dance. During rehearsal I had been so nervous. I stepped on his foot so many times. Then during the real performance I stepped on his foot but this time he fell and after he had poured his Apple juice box all over my white dress. Now everytime I dance I get scared. It's like I'm rnot reliving one of those horror films." I explained making him laugh.

He shook with laughter.

I smacked his arm laughing lightly. "It's not funny!" I said.

The wrest of the night went by slow but the good type.
The prom king was Sammy and prom queen was the bitch; Melanie.

After the venue was empty we headed towards the vineyard.

"You ready?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said taking a deep breath.

All of my classmates; my senior fellows; my friends and me all stood around the huge vineyard.

Mind you it's almost past midnight meaning the water was freezing.

On person started to talk aka yelled "So as everyone knows this is a little tradition that every senior class does all the way from 1989 to present. The meaning of this activity is to let go all the drama, the F's!, And the exes." We all laughed. "But most importantly it's about us being one. When we jump in I want everybody to say "Class Of 2015!! On Three! One! Two! Three!" And this was it.

"CLASS OF 2015!!!!!!!"