A Smile For A Penny (Under Revision)

topping on the cake...

Well. It the night of homecoming, and I regret saying yes already. Miky took me to go dress shopping with a crazy girl named Jeana.

Saying they were weird would be the understatement of the year. They brought along the slanky kid James. I think he might be gay...

Anyway, after we got to the mall they took me to this tiny boutique that sold dresses. Miky being 6'1 and not lady like at all bought a suit. Black with a blue tie and white under shirt.

Because her and Jeana were going together Jeana got a blue knee length dress. And both topped it off with black combat boots.

James wasn't going so he sat there bored the whole time. I decided upon a hunter green dress that had a long back and shorter front. And green converse, because I don't do high heels.

We grab a bite to eat at the food court and then Jeana Miky and I head to my house while James went home.

T/L: four hours...

"Finally, we're all done!" Miky exclaims. First she did her and Jeana's hair and make up. Then attacked me with her brushes and pastes.

She gave me a beautiful brown smokey eye. Rose petal lips and my hair is in a crown braid. With little ringlets of my dark curls hanging around my face.

"God Izzy, if I were a guy I'd bang you." Jeana exclaims joyfully.

As the door bells rings I make

"Hey gorgeous." Christian says smiling down at me.

"Hi." I say shyly.

"You ready babe?" He says smirking. As I got to correct him he interrupts me,

"I know that not your name." I chuckle at his smart ass remark. He wraps his arm around my waist and leads me towards his car, which is cleaned out.

"You know how to clean?" I joke.

"Yea, I also know how to do this." He says poking me in my ribs. I scream.

"I will kick your ass if you do that again." I warn. The drive to the school is super short and anxiety soon creeps up my throat as we approach the school doors.

I hardly know a thing about dances. I can dance but I've never had to use my knowledge around this many people.

"Izzy, you have your ID right?" I nod taking it out handing it to the lady at the table. She gives it back and he leads me into the gym, which is decorated with gold and Blue glitter and balloons.

"Here drink this." Christian says, handing me a red solo cup.

I smell it to check for alcohol and drink it when it smells like regular cherry punch. He takes my hand and pulls me to the dance floor.

"You know how to dance right," he questions.

"No shit sherlock." I snark. He rolls his eyes and puts his hands on my hips, as I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Your hands go any lower and I will have you castrated buddy." We start to sway to the music. We dance through at least four songs when Miky comes over and asks me to dance. I accept her offer.

A very grungy pop song comes on.
"You know how to grind Izz?" She says in my ear.

"I do, but I'd rather not." She gives me a devilish smile and drags me closer to her.

"Dance Izzy, have fun. At least I'm not some sleazy guy. Just a good friend." And I do, I let loose. We grind and dance for about five minutes when Christian walks over.

"Mikayla, can I have my date back now?" She holds my waist closer.

"Nope. She is mine now." He gets a pissed look on his face and she laughs.

"Calm down buddy boy, I was just kidding." She kisses my cheek and skips off.

"So, you gonna use those moves on me?" He wipers own my ear making goosebumps scatter across my arms.

"Nope." I say popping the 'P' I fling my arms around his neck again. The look on his face tells me that he didn't like my answer.

"Don't look at me like that. It's not nice to glare." I tease him. He spins us around, and before I know it, my back is up against a wall. He crashes his lips on to mine forcefully.

"St..stop." I say pushing him back.

"Come on Izzy. Let's have some fun." He grips my butt, and My whole body tenses in anger.

"Move your fucking hands Christian." I hiss. His grip tightens and Shit Fly's.

"Fucking ass hole! I warned you." I grab his arm and flip us around, only his face is in the wall. I have his arms pinned as I knee him in the groin. He falls to the floor and I kick him.

"Don't ever touch me or come near me again you piece of shit." And I walk away, tears slowly making their way down my cheeks.

After about ten minutes of waiting outside, Jeana and Miky come out and sit beside me.

"Why was Christian on the floor holding his junk?" Miky questions. I breath in and let it back out shakily.

"That fucking prick had the balls to try and make out with me and grope me, after I asked and told him not to touch me like that. So I beat the hell out of him." I say flatly. They stay silent for a moment before Jeana says,
"well, he looks like shit. His nose looks like someone slammed it into a wall." I smile. Thinking back to the look on his face when. I pushed him into the wall.

"Good." Is all I say before Matthew walks over to us.

"Izzy, what's wrong?" He asks. I shake my head. "Christian got his ass kicked by her because he touched her even though she said hands above the equator." Jeana says bluntly. The look on his face is of pure hatred. "You fucked him up right Izz?" He says crouching down to my level. When I refuse to look up from my shoes, he puts his hand under my chin and pushes my head up so our eyes meet. "Izzy, you put him in his place right?" He asks again.
"Yea, I did." Is all I say. He stands back up and fixes his tux. "Guys, don't worry about her. I'm gonna take Izzy to get something to eat and then I'll take her home. Enjoy the rest of the dance." Before I can protest he looks at them and they run off. Great friends man...

We walk to his truck and get in. "You didn't have to do this. Didn't you have a date?" I say feeling guilty for taking him away from his dance.

"Nah, it's all good. My date was some snoode who tried to hard to get me to take her home with me. I'd rather kick it with you." And that's what he did.  He spent the remainder if the evening laugh at my stupid jokes at Taco Bell.
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So, long chapter. As promised.  Anyway, I had a lot of fun editing this chapter. The random authors notes and mock sound effects made me laugh. Yall still ship Matt and Izzy? Because I do! Thanks for reading my loves!♡♡♡
S.O.T.C: Red Solo Cup- Toby Keith.