The Figure

Chapter 3

        Three months later and it was Tiffany's college prom. She'd invited Ross to come with her, as it would be weird if she didn't. Ross walked down the road to Tiffany's house, grinning to himself. It was the night of prom and he was wearing his suit. He had one hand in his pocket and the other was holding a rose. He turned the corner and walked up Tiffany's drive. Across the road a hooded figure was watching him; she grinned under the hood and strolled off. Ross knocked on Tiffany's door and smiled, waiting for the door to click open. After around a minute the door opened and Jen was stood there smirking. Jen has dark skin, black frizzy hair, brown eyes, she's tall and thin. She's very athletic and outgoing, the complete opposite to Tiffany, making them the perfect match. Jen is Tiffany's best friend and they do most things together, being friends since primary school has made them very close. They tell each other everything, sometimes Jan manages to get information she might not want or need, but it's useful anyway.

        "What up? Stud." She chuckled and leaned on the door frame. Ross groaned and rolled his eyes.

        "Where's Tiff?"

        "Who wants to know?"

        "Her boyfriend." Jen shrugged and shut the door. Ross groaned and pulled his phone out, calling Tiffany. She answered a second later.

        "Hello?"

        "Tiff, tell your guard dog to let me in." Tiffany giggled and spoke dramatically.

        "Must I?"

        "You must as I must take you to the ball!" Tiffany giggled and Jen cringed where she stood.

        "Fine, my prince may enter!" A second later the door opened and Jen gestured for him to come in.

        "You know where her room is." Ross nodded and smiled, walking upstairs to Tiffany's room whilst Jen went to the kitchen. He knocked on the door; Tiffany dragged him in and pushed him against the door, kissing him deeply.

        "Well, hi there, you seem happy."

        "Well, I've got my prince charming." He chuckled and smiled, looking at her dress. She was wearing an ankle length dress and heels, both things being a deep purple.

        "You look radiant baby." He kissed her again and wrapped an arm around her waist, putting the flower in her hair. "Even better." She smiles and shuffled closer to him.

        "Shall we go baby?" He nodded and led her from the house, around the corner and to a limo. She squealed happily and grinned at him. "Did I mention I loved you?" He nodded and smiled at her. The hooded figure was stood on the corner watching them as they hopped into the limo and it drove off.

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        The limo pulled up and Tiffany grinned. She wrapped her arms around Ross' neck and pulled him close, kissing him deeply. He started to kiss her back, wrapping his hands around her waist and pulling her closer. The door of the limo opened and they carried on making out for a moment, until Tim stuck his head in the door with a camera and snapped a picture of them. Somehow he'd managed to get into a prom in a school he'd left without a date. Tiffany squeaked and hid her face in Ross' chest. Ross then glared at Tim.

        "What's your problem? Piss off Tim!"

        "Alright! Alright! I'm going. You can have your picture for free. Later dude!" Ross rolled his eyes and tapped Tiffany's soldier.

        "He's gone." She smiled and kissed him quickly. "Alright lets actually go somewhere."

        "You mean prom?"

        "I mean prom." He chuckled and got out, holding out his hand for her to take. She took his hand and climbed out, letting him pull her close and kiss her. They walked through the doors and smiled at the whole place. It was snow themed and looked wonderful. There was fake snow laid all over the ground, snowflakes dangling from the ceiling, snow foam machines spouting snow, and in the centre of the buffet table there was an ice sculpture. Tiffany looked to the left and almost screamed when she saw the eerily human wax Inuit. Ross looked at it and smiled at her jumping. "Did you get scared by a wax model?"

        "Shut up! I didn't get scared!" She huffed and crossed her arms, letting him lead her onto the dance floor. He pulled her close and slowly sang to her quietly. Tim was snaking around the edges of the room, plotting something. Ross saw him and frowned, he apologised to Tiffany and  went after Tim a little annoyed.

        "Tim! Tim, what are you doing?!"

        "Having some fun! Look at Loopy Linda, when I pull this rope she's going to get drenched in a certain sticky white goop."

        "You don't mean..."

        "Cum. I mean cum.

        "Where did you get a bucket full of that?"

        "Farmers."

        "You're disgusting. Let's do it!"

        "Ah, Ross, I knew you'd come through! Pull the rope!" Ross laughed and pulled the rope and the bucket fell. Both Tim and Ross bolted from their positions. Ross returned to Tiffany just as Linda got drenched in the buckets contents. Tim was over at the punch bowl, spiking it with vodka, when he saw Linda and burst out laughing. He dropped the bottle of vodka and broke the bottle. The whole hall erupted into laughter; Jen immediately ran over and helped Linda. She took Tim's coat before he could protest and wrapped it around Linda. Tim tried to protest but huffed when it didn't work. As Linda was led out, Tiffany turned to Ross and frowned.

        "Was that anything to do with you?"

        "What? No!" He smiled a little. "I was in the ba-" He was cut off by a loud thud and screaming. He turned around to the scream and saw somebody lying on the floor. He frowned and watched, holding Tiffany close to him. A few teachers ran over and moved everyone back, creating mumbling. Eventually Tim ran over to Ross and Tiffany, looking scared and excited at the same time.

        "Dude. There was a dead body in the ice sculpture! They think it was one of our year's football team players." Ross frowned and held Tiffany closer; she was crying now and was hiding her face.

        "Come on Tiff, we're getting out of here." He started to walk out with her, quickly pushing his way through the crowd. The hooded figure grinned and followed them to the limo, hiding in the shadows. It was dark out now and Ross got Tiffany into the limo, calling Jen quickly. She picked up within moments.

        "Ross, where are you and Tiffany?"

        "We're at the limo, get Tim and you can come back with us. Quickly."

        "Okay, we'll be out in a minute." She hung up and Ross climbed into the limo, pulling Tiffany close and hugging her tightly.

        "Hey, hey... It's okay Tiffany... It's okay baby." He sighed heavily and rubbed her back. A few minutes later someone knocked on the door, he wound the window down and Jen was stood there with Tim.

        "Can we come in?" Ross nodded and let them in. Tim quickly told the driver to go and jumped into the limo. The figure disappeared and left behind a few leaves rustling in their wake. The limo arrived at Tiffany's house and Ross got out with her, smiling at Tim and Jen.

        "You two go home we'll be okay here, I'll make sure she's okay." Jen nodded.

        "Thanks Ross, be careful." She shut the door of the limo and it drove off again. Ross picked up Tiffany and carried her in, so she didn't have to walk. He helped her out of her dress and into her pyjamas, getting her into bed with tea and a hot water bottle.

        "Tiffany, I'll be right next to you if you need me. Okay?" She nodded slowly and curled up, holding his hand tightly. He frowned and sat next to the bed, leaning on the edge of it a little. He eventually fell asleep, still holding her hand and sliding down the floor a little.