[1] The Prom Night

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"And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good." -John Steinbeck.


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This Night was everything she never wished, desired, and fell for.

Though if our choices add decisions to our life will life be happy?
Absolutely no.

Life is fairly innocent, it gives you the unexpected when you're expecting nothing good.

Alara Rajvansh stood all decked up in her Sky blue Prom dress. Normally, she won't care if her hair is good or if her face has makeup.

But today?
Today. Was important and special.

Naturally, she was beautiful both by heart and facially.

The little chubby round face would say all about her that she goes to Jahnvi Mittal, her mother.

The variation was in her hair color they were dark brown just like her father, Krish Rajvansh, and her eyes were blue.

For a girl who was Eighteen like Alara who wasn't interested in girly stuff but wanted to look beautiful defeating any other girl for today.

Excited she was.
After all her best friend had asked her as a partner on Prom Night.
This year was their last fun in high school.
And at least for today, she didn't want to embarrass her best friend.

It didn't matter to her what the world or waxed girls think about her.
She was beautiful in his eyes that matters.
She was a blessing to her parents that matters.
She was a star to her brother's eyes that matters.

It was only yesterday that Vedat asked her and Alara could say No?
That was impossible.

Alara is fierce and fervent.

No boy dares to ask her due to her unforeseen arguing skills, questions, and savage replies.

She hated proms from the start.
Reason? She finds it boring.

For many American high schools, the senior prom is a big deal. But for her.

In her words, what it was actually?
A waste of time.

A Dance show where girls flaunt their dresses and chaps shows charms and skills for that doll dance.

She made up her mind till now it was waste of time. Instead, she would be at home, studying and learning the partnership splintering skills for the position she'll be reigning in the future.

This year's, a boy whose name is Dash asked her for prom night.

This is how it went:

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"Hey, Alara. I'm Dash. Your classmate..."
He introduced excitedly.

"Come to the point" Alara crossed her arms together.

"I-I wanted to ask you for the... Pr-Prom Night?"

Alara tilted her head,
"Prom Night? Huh! Good. Good! Elucidate what is it?"

In his, mind Dash was crying from the first question only.

He scratches his head confused then replied.
"A Dance party in short"

"Why do we dance there?"
She asked acting befuddled.

Dash went to rethink why they dance for.

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