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Cheryl sat on the sofa opposite the one where her girlfriend was currently sitting, watching an old episode of ER. Toni glanced away for a moment to look at the redhead and smiled.

“What’cha doin’ over there? Come over here and cuddle.”

Cheryl got up and happily manoeuvred herself into a comfortable position, using the brunette as a backrest. After a few minutes, she let out a long yawn, the almost-end-of-the-week tiredness starting to set in, seeing as it was Thursday. Toni smiled and gave her a kiss on top of her ear, she was kind of tired too, but she always felt pumped after her nights playing piano, so she wasn’t quite at the yawning stage yet.

“You’re cute when you yawn. You look like a little baby dinosaur”

“You’re always cute,” Cheryl replied, sleepily, before perking up slightly as she remembered something, “So, um, I went to the Alliance meeting tonight.”

“Oh yea, I forgot you went to those. Some girlfriend I am. How was it? What do you guys get up to?”

“We talk a lot and try organise things for the LGBT kids on campus and stuff. But, um, they’re…we’re doing an end-of-year dance thing, we rented out the main hall for two weeks from Friday…um, kinda like a prom thing, since a lot of gay teens never got to go to their own prom, or at least bring the date they wanted. Hey, did you go to your prom?”

“Yep,” Toni nodded, “For both my senior years. But I just brought Fangs along both years, though, ‘cause he didn’t go to his either.”

“Cool. Well, I was home-schooled, so I didn’t have one either and this looks really fun and I guess what I’m kinda, sorta asking is,” Cheryl turned her head so she locked eyes with her girlfriend, “Will you go to the prom with me?”

Toni’s eyes lit up and she gave the redhead a broad grin.

“I would love to go to the prom with you.”

***

“Hey, maybe you should try putting it up in a bun, you know, flow-y, but keeping it-”

“Shut up, Kevin, you’ve already spent an hour playing with my hair, I like it how it is.”

Toni put a final coat of lip gloss on her lips as she spoke, before looking at her reflection on last time, her hair hanging down neatly over her face. She was wearing a tight, strapless, sapphire-blue dress that hugged her curves perfectly and stopped mid-thigh, just enough to be respectable – kind of – but still showing enough skin that she hoped would drive Cheryl wild. She had decided to get ready at Kevins’s apartment, so he could he her hair and make up and wanting to give Willow the optimal prom experience, since she’d never had one. She stood and did a twirl.

“How do I look?”

“You could make Dolly Parton jealous with that rack,” Kevin commented, the fabric of Toni’s dress pushing her breasts up noticeably.

“Good,” Toni smirked, adjusting the top of her dress slightly, “I was going for the ‘country-crooner jealously’ look. What time is it?”

“Uh…7.25pm.”

“Okay. I’m collecting her in five minutes. Is my corsage still in your fridge?”

Kevin went over and took the plastic box with a white corsage in it from the fridge, handing it over to his neighbour.

“You know what she’s wearing?”

“No idea. Why I got a white one. So it won’t clash.”

“Good thinking,” Kevin smiled, then noticed Toni seemed to be jittery, “Why are you nervous?”

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