Daughter of Kellin Quinn

So This Time I'll Make You Proud: Part 1

*Copeland's POV* -5 months later-

"Hey, Tone!" I leaped onto the couch next to him and Jaime. He smiled at me.

"Hey, Cope! What's up?" Tony said, giving me a hug.

"Oh I don't get a 'hey' from you?!" Jaime frowned in a funny way, folding his arms.

I stood up from the couch and gave him a hug. "Hey, Hime Time," I saluted him, laughing a little.

"Jealous much?" Tony smirked, not looking at Jaime.

"Uh... yeah! I am!" Jaime spat out but laughed after.

"Guys, don't argue. It's not worth it."

"Yeah okay..." Jaime rolled his eyes and turned his body away from us for a second.

"So, Tony..." I started. I perched myself in front of him to make sure he was listening. "I was thinking about how sweet and nice you are." They both gave me baffled glares. "I hope you know how much of a king you are. You are so generous and kind and trustworthy. Plus, you're super funny and-"

"Don't sweet talk me, peasant!" he shot up, laughing. "What do you want?" A smile spread across his face.

"I was just...wondering...if you...uh, wanted..."

Jaime faced us. "Just say it!" he sprang up from his seat from over excitement. He was listening in on the conversation I was having with Tony.

"Can you go to prom with me?" I concealed my eyes with my hands, but peeked through the crack it made in between.

*Tony's POV*

"Can you go to prom with me?"

My eyes widened with bewilderment. "You want ME to go to prom with you?"

"Well yeah," she blushed. "It's in a week and it's going to be the bomb. I don't have date so I was wondering if you could take me out and be my date?"

Prom. She wants me to go to prom with her. I didn't even go to prom when I was a senior. This one girl asked me and I said no to her. Not because I didn't like her or that I thought she was ugly, but because I know how it works. What the girl wants from me. People show up in a tux or in a long dress. They dance and get drunk. They grind a whole lot and then grind some more. The guy takes her back to his place and fucks her. Or prom goes on to have an after party and they get so drunk, they won't be able to wake up the next day. Not that it's all bad. But in the end, someone gets fucked over and it breaks into a fight. I just prefer not to go. That's why I don't want to go. But I can't tell her that. Wait, why can't I? Yeah, I shouldn't. She's gonna get hurt if I tell her.

"Oh my God! Tone, you're so lucky! You better go!" Jaime hollered at the top of his lungs. I can see he's more charged and pumped than I am and he's not even going.

"I don't really know, Copeland. I didn't even go to my prom. It's not my thing." I was somewhat skeptical. I've wanted to go to prom my senior year, but I chose not to. And it's too late now. I'm old for this. I...I just can't.

"Please?! I have no one to go with! You're the only one I've ever wanted to go with. P-Please, Tony?" I could tell by the way her voice scratched that she was frustrated and mad. But her facial expression didn't seem to show sorrow or anything.

"I can't. I'm too old for prom. Go with your friends. You made a lot since the beginning of the school year. I'm sure you'll have a bundle of fun."

"B-But, I wanted to go with you. I was so confident that...th-that you...would be my date." A tear trickled down her cheek. I wiped it away with my thumb.