This Can't Be Good

Chapter 56

Nothing screamed prom more than eleven people shoved into one house. It had been decided earlier in the week that everyone was going to meet at our house to get ready so the bus we had rented didn’t have to drive to each person’s home. The boys were all currently in Parker’s room playing whatever video game they were obsessed with this week. The girls were split between Miranda and I’s bathrooms. I lucked out having just Ava to share space with while Mir took Ashley and Sam.

Ava and I had the contents of my makeup collection dumbed out on the bathroom counter. We decided to do each others make up instead of paying more money at the beauty shop we had been at earlier. So far things were going well.

Once everyone was dressed, we headed into the backyard to take some pictures. The others had let their parents know earlier when to stop by. After about an hour of vicious camera flashes the party bus showed up. After saying goodbye we piled into the bus and headed out to dinner.

The bus was basically our pre-prom. With eleven people chipping together we were able to afford one of the nicer buses. Jason currently had his ipod synced with the speakers and was dancing around the bus.

“And this is why we didn’t allow you to bring alcohol,” Jared muttered.

Soon everyone was dancing around in the bus. Laughter filling the air as the boys decided to attempt dancing on the pole that was centered in the bus. Just as Jason had wrapped his leg around the pole we braked hard causing him to fall on the floor. Jason muttered profanities as the rest of us laughed at his misfortune.

Dinner followed the same attitude as the bus ride to the restaurant. Somehow the girls had convinced the boys to make reservations at one of the fancier restaurant around town. Luckily the restaurant had set up a table for the eleven of us in a side room, leaving the other customers to their peaceful dinners.

“Here’s to prom 2014!” Aaron toasted. The rest of us following suit hitting our cups together.

After dinner had commenced. We piled back into the bus and headed toward the hotel where prom was being held at. Parker held me back for a moment not allowing me to ascend the stairs into the bus.

“What?” I asked, confusion filling my voice.

“I forgot to tell you how damn beautiful you look in you dress,” he said.

I felt your face heat up a clear sign that you were blushing. I tried to hide it from him but he quickly pulled my hands away from my face to kiss me ever so lightly.

“Can you two love bird hurry up please?” I heard Miranda shout from inside the bus.

This only made my face more red. I quickly buried my face into Parker’s chest hoping the warmth of his body would ease my embarrassment.

“Come on,” he said, helping you up the stairs and into the bus.

We arrived half an hour after prom was set to start so we didn’t have to wait in a line to get in. Before hitting the dance floor we headed to the designated picture taking area. It had been decided at dinner that we needed a group picture to commemorate the memory. It was quite a challenge getting everyone in frame in front of the tiny backdrop but we managed. Everyone then got back in line to take individual pictures.

This was going to be Parker and I’s first official high school dance picture and probably our last. I kept running my hands through my hair to make sure no strand was out of place. When we reached the front of the line again, I checked my make up in a mirror that was placed on the table. Parker pulled me along, tearing my arm away from the mirror and lead me to the backdrop.

“I was checking my make up,” I whined as the photographer got the camera repositioned.

“It looks perfect Jos,” Parker assured me. “Now shut up and smile.”