Prom, Payback and Desert. JockAmerica x NerdReader

    The biggest night in the life of a teenager.

    The night that everything is magically better. The night that a girl gets her fairy tail ending. The night where a girl get's her prince charming. Yeah, right! Like that actually happens!

    You were new to this school and you were dreading that in the first week that you were here you would have to go to this thing. 

    Huge bold letters on a banner in front of your High School just put the rest the school (mostly girls) in a frenzy. Too bad it wasn't at the end of the school year. You could have just went home and ate ice cream but the Principle just put prom in the dead half way mark of the year! 

    "Is Prom seriously this weekend?!" Your friend Audrey walked up behind you. She wore pink shorts, a white tee and a snazzy light pick jacket over it.  In her hand was an ever present easel and paint brush. 

    "Yes." you glared daggers at the banner through your nerdy glasses.

    "What's Prom?" Marcello asked. The new Seborgan exchange student.

    "A social gathering where teen's like us go or are forced to go to and girls spend all their money buying a dress to match their date's." you said in a monotone. Your parents had forced you to go. Thanks, Mom.

    "Sounds-a bori-Wait! Did-a you say theres-a pretty girls? Perfecto! Ciao!" he raced across to the courtyard to a random girl. You and Audrey watched form where you stood as Marcello flirted with a girl. First he started chatting with her then he put his arm around her shoulder and said something. The girl blushed beet red and backed away slowly.  

    "I...need to..um..go to the...Library! Yeah! I need to turn in some..books! Bye!" the girl quickly walked away.

    "What did-a I say?" Marcello scratched his head. "I did everything Antonio, Francis, and Gil told me to." 

    "What exactly did they say?" you facepalmed. Why would he listen to the Bad Touch Trio? Their the BTT for a reason!

    "Um...First talk to-a her, then-a put your arm around her and-a tell-a her she-a has a nice butt and-a finally, ask-a her out."

    "You Idiot!" Audrey attracted the attention of the entire courtyard. "You don't tell a girl you've never met that she has a nice butt!" she grabbed a paintbrush that held her brown hair in place and threw it at him.

    "Not my jacket!" he squealed like a girl.

    "Take it like a man." you said as you grabbed your book bag.

    "(NAAAAAAAAAMMMMMEEEEE!!!!)" Your friend Peter was running at godspeed toward you. "SAVE ME!" he hid behind you as you saw Alfred Jones and his band of idiotic popular kids come toward you. Alfred Jones, captain of the football team, Vice president, and yours and your friends tormentors.

    "Hand over the twerp, nerds." he said. The rest of the student body who were present stared at the two groups of seniors.

    "Nerd's. Typical. You could at least be a bit more creative." Yeah, you were labled nerd because of the glasses and you love of books.How stereotypical is this school? 

    You stood there and stared into his blue eyes with your (e/c) ones. You then looked over to Arthur, President of the Student Government. "Hey Eyebrows? Shouldn't you, oh, I-don't-know stick up for your cousin?" 

    "We want the boy." Ivan lifted his 'magic pipe.' The captain of the snow sport's team and the most scariest guy on campus. "Now, da?"

    "He stole important documents from our office, aru!" Yao yelled, the captain of the martial arts team. He pointed a ladle at Peter.

    The Allies, as their called, have this office where they use it for 'school affair's.' AKA, just to hide their dirty secrets or get drunk. Most likely the latter. The Allies had his stupid ongoing fight with the Axis. Ludwig, Feliciano (Marcello's brother) and Kiku.

    "So we just want him, mon cher. No need to be difficult." Francis, the biggest womanizer in school, offered you a rose. You declined.

    "Niet. Non. Nein. Nej. And any other language for 'no' and 'in your dreams'." you dragged Peter away. 

    "Where are you going, darling?" Alfred grabbed your wrist. 

    "If you didn't here my answer then your idiotic." you kept walking with Marcello, Audrey and Peter in tow.

    "Is it-a good idea to-a make them-a so mad?" Marcello asked.

    "(Name?") You do know that you just ticked off the Allies, right?" Audrey glanced at the Allies that were still glaring at you.

    "Yeah but who cares. Tell them to cool their tits and get over it." you said the last part loudly. "What did you steal, Peter?" 

    "Just a few pictures for the Newspaper club. Kiku asked me to." you face palmed.

    "Tell them to cool their tits and get over it!" (Name) (Lastname) said as she walked away.

    "What the h*ll just happened?!" I yelled.

    "It appears that she would what you call 'pawned' us." Arthur made quotes in the air. "Interesting girl."

    "S-she rejected my rose? How could she?" Francis was to bust moping because she didn't accept his rose.

    "Nobody care about the rose, Frog." Arthur said.

    "Rejection is hard, Black sheep."

    "Don't call me that!"

    "Black sheep of Europe! Black sheep of Europe!" Francis chanted.

    "Shut it, Frog!" Arthur then chased Francis around the courtyard. "Get back here, you!"

    "So childish, aru." Yao shook his head.

    I just ignored them and glared at the (h/c) girl. I can't believe that she just dissed me! In front of my fans too! Which I have to say is pretty brave for a nerd. 

    I remember the first day I met the girl.

    "Yo Glasses!" I called out to the new girl. She has had cute (h/c) hair and pretty (e/c) eyes behind those glasses.

    PAYBACK.

    Thats what I want and I have the perfect way to do it.

    "Francis!" He stopped running and came over. 

    "What?"

    "I need you help." I smiled. 

    "Did you hear about (Name)?"

    "The nerd totally dissed Alfred."

    "Heard he's wants a little 'revenge' if you know what I mean."

    "She's pretty loud for a nerd."

    "What's up with that chick?"

    These were the whisperings that followed you as you went about your day. 

    "Salute, class." your Latin teacher, Mr. Vargas, started class. You liked his class. He was laid back yet he taught you in a efficient manner. He gave the right amount of work and never got mad at your class. The only problem...Alfred Jones was in your class. Loud, obnoxious, self obsessed, did I say loud? 

    "Put down your notes and listen up. I don't give projects but since the prom is coming up, we need invitation designs and the theme this year is Roman. So I'm partnering you guys up and you'll have to present and invitation design to me. Any questions?" he started naming off partners. "Audrey and Arthur. Francis and Rose. Priya and Matt. (Name) and Alfred."

    "What?"

    "Looks like it's me and you, babe." Alfred sat down next to you. 

    "One. It's You and I. Two. Don't call me babe." 

    "Hey, babe. Do me a favor and meet by the senior parking spot after school." 

    "Fine.  Whatever. I'll be there." you went back to sketching out you design. You didn't notice the smirk on Alfred's face.

    You walked out to the senior parking lot. Nervousness was rolling off you in waves as you walked toward the senior lot. What if something happened to you? Or this was another way to humiliate you? You hoped that your self defense lessons, actually they were more like learning and intimidation, would pay off.

    "Hey, (Name!)" You whipped your eyes over to see Alfred sitting on the hood of his red convertible. 

    "What do you want, Jones?" you narrowed your eyes at him.

    "Just want to ask you something." he pulled out a blindfold. "Mind putting this on?"

    "What the-?! Yes, I mind you-" 

    "Thanks." He took your glasses and wrapped it around your eyes. "Trust me." he sat you down and started the car.

    "Do anything and you'll die." you growled.

    He chuckled and drove. Approximately thirty minutes later, the car stopped. 

    "Where are we?" you asked. Your answer was nothing. Then you felt two arms pick you up and carry you. "Put me down, Jones!" you struggled to get away.

     "God! (Name.) Relax." he held onto you tighter. "We're here anyway." He put you down and took the blindfold off. The light stung your eyes as you opened them. You couldn't see much because it was blurry. 

    "My glasses?" he put them on you. Your eyes focused to a field. Not just any field but a huge, open but a  green one. One that smelled of fresh cut grass and looked lush. 

    "They look cute on you." Was he being nice to you? And did he just call you cute?!

    "What do you want?" you were staring at the beautiful field.

    "Just want to hang out." He said.

    "You kidnapped me to hang out?"

    "No. I brought you here to hang out."

    "Fine. Since I don't have a ride, I'll 'hang' out with you." you walked off into the field. You noticed Alfred wasn't next to you. He was staring at you. "Coming?"

    "Uh...Yeah!" he turned red and caught up with you.

    "Coming?" she asked. I didn't realize I was staring. Her (h/c) hair looked like it was floating in the breeze, her (e/c) eyes sparkled with intrest and how absolutely cute she looked when she was annoyed. She looked like an angel, an annoyed one.

    "Uh...Yeah!" I snapped out of my daze and caught up with her. 

    I don't know if I should do this. I mean, is this right?

    You were bust thinking of some very unlady like words. First ticking off Alfred, dealing with rumors, and finally getting kidnapped and having to spend time with the guy you hate the most.

    Well, not really. Sure he was immature and childish but he could be nice when he wanted to. Besides, it's okay be childish. Life can't be too serious.

    You looked over at him. He was walking besides you. His hands were in his pockets as he happily stared around him. He was  really handsome in your opinion, no wonder why his fangirls like him. He's hot and his personality is a plus. 

    So maybe you had a crush on him and you maybe wanted to ask him out, but what were your chances?

    You two finally ended up at the edge of the forest. 

    "Stay here." he disappeared in to the undergrowth.

    "Someone's serious." you muttered to yourself. You sat down on a log and waited for him to come back. He was your ride back home and it was kinda getting dark. Ten minutes, thirty, an entire freaking hour and he still wasn't back. 

    'What if something happened to him?' you felt a pang of fear and panic. You ran nto the forrest.

    "Jones?!" you followed the trail. "Alfred F-ing Jones! Where are you?!"

    You spotted something red by a tree. On closer inspection, you saw it was blood. 

    "Alfred?!" you yelled out.

    You ran into a small clearing. You opened you mouth to scream his name but a whirring noise stopped you. What if it was a serial killer and he got Alfred. 

    You walked carefully to the end of the clearing. What were you doing? Don't go to the source of the sound! That's were the killer is! You knew that much from the horror movies you watched! 

    You brushed aside the tall grass to find a cute little bunny. It just twitched it's nose and looked up at you.

    "Awww!" you cooed. "So cute!"

    Then the whirring of the chainsaw started again, this time closer. You turned to see a guy with a hockey mask and a chain saw.(duh) You screamed and backed into the tree. You sank to the ground and hugged your knees to your chest as you screamed.

    "Dudette?" you looked up to see Alfred take the hockey mask off and laughing. "Your face!"

    "You jerk!" you got up and punched him in the shoulder. "What the h*ll?"

    You stomped away trying to stop the tears that were coming. Just when you think he's okay, he turns out to be  huge jerk.

    "(Name!) Come on, dudette. It was a joke. You've taken one's worse than that." he grabbed your wrist. "I'm sorry. I didn't think it would scare you that bad." 

    "You idiot! I just a near heart attack and all you can say is sorry!" you screamed.

    "I'm really sorry. I didn't think it would scare you that bad. I thought you were stronger. C'mon (Name.) " he looked into your eyes. "Forgive me? Please?"

    You started crying. You buried your hands into your face and tried to control your sobs. "(Name!) Please don't cry! Would it make you happy if I took you out to ice cream? I'll pay for it." he hugged you and rubbed circle on your back to calm you down.

    "I forgive you idiot and yes it would." you hiccuped. "Oh, I kinda broke my glasses." you noticed how blurry everything was. 

    "Let's go get ice cream. 'Kay." He grabbed your hand and led you back to the car. You couldn't see the blush that dusted his cheeks.

    "Thanks." you said.

    "What for?" he asked.

    "For today. It was nice beside you scaring me and all."

    "Happy to do so. Not to scare you but bring you here." you two reached  the car and he picked you up and sat you down on the hood. "(Name?)" he got on his knees and wrapped his arms around you waist. "Would you go out with me?" he looked up at you.

    "Yes." you kissed him on the forehead. "I thought we were going out for ice cream?"

    "An ice cream date." he corrected. "I want to ask you something else. You'll need these." He took off his glasses and put them on you. Looks like you two had the same sight.

    He turned on the headlights of the car at a huge white sheet that was held up by two poles. On it said..'Prom?' in shadowy letters. Next to that was Alfred holding a bouquet of roses, sunflowers, peonies, poppies and daisies. 

    "So will you?" he asked, nervously.

    "Yes!" you ran and tackled him in a hug.

    "Thanks, babe." he kissed you on the cheek. "By the way, what color is your dress?"

    "I don't know because I don't have one." you said. 

    "You have a week but you'll look beautiful in anything."

    "Your an idiot." you snuggled into his chest.

    You had nothing to wear. That is until your mom dragged you out and got you this pretty silk number. 

    It clung to your curves, showing them off. It had a slit all the way to your knees. A sparkly silver belt rested right above your waist. It floated and moved with your figure every time you moved. www.whiteazalea.com/prom/1712-…

    So there you were pacing around the living room, waiting for Alfred to pull up and pick you up. 

    Yesterday was you first date with Alfred and he treated you out to a huge sunday that you two had shared. You had been so nervous that you thought you would do something stupid. In the end it went well.

    Yet today, you were nervous. 

    The doorbell rang as it interrupted your pacing. 

    You opened the door to find Alfred in a tux. And he looked hot! 

    His jaw dropped as he laid his eyes on you.

    (Name) looked smoking hot!

    She looked like an angel that dropped from heaven. 

    My jaw dropped as I saw her. Sure she looked cute all the time but tonight she looked amazing.

    "H-hey babe." How was going to talk to her without stuttering? 

    She looked at me with her dazzling (e/c) eyes.

    I pulled out a rose as I watched her (e/c) sparkle with happiness. A small blush rose into her cheeks. 

    So cute!

    "H-hey babe." he gave a cute childish smile and handed you a rose.

    "Thanks." you took it and shut the door behind you. 

    "Ready?" he held you hand and escorted you to the car.

    "As I''ll ever be." 

    You two arrived to find the party in full swing. The music was pounding through the roof and dancing bodies were filling the dance floor. The teachers stood off to the side and ignored the rather intimate dance moves. 

    "Want to dance?" Alfred yelled over the loud music.

    "Not much of a danser." you pushed him along. "Have fun." 

    You stood off in the corner as you watched Alfred dance with his friends. You saw Audrey and Peter try to dance but kept on stepping on each others feet. Then you saw Marcello with a bunch of girls around him. They vied for his attention. 

    The music wasn't helping your poor ears so you stepped outside into the courtyard. You could still hear the muffled music all the way out here. 

    'Might as well go home. It's kinda boring.' you thought as you took out your phone and texted Alfred.

    You sat down on the bench by the pond. Lights decorated the trees and the pond was filed up with floating candles. It looked so magical. It would have been perfect if it wasn't cold. 

    You finallly noticed how silent it was. The muffled music was gone and replaced by silence. 

    You closed you eyes and listened to the silence, waiting for Alfred.

    "You could at least wait for me." Alfreds voice cut through the silence.

    "I didn't want to interrupt you." you leaned you head against his shoulder.

    "I really wanted to dance with you." he grabbed your hand.

    "I don't dance." 

    "Please." he hugged you.

    "Nope."

    "Pwease!" he nuzzled your hair.

    "No."

    "Please, babe!" he gave you his best puppy eyes.

    "Fine." you sighed. He pulled to the center of the courtyard and spun you around. 

    "Can I ask you something?" 

    "Hmm?" 

    "I really like you and I want you to be my girlfriend!" he said quickly.

    "What?" you pulled back and looked at him. He was blushing ten shades of red. "Repeat that, please."

    "Be my girlfriend?" he said again.

    "Uh..sure." you said. Inside you were doing a russian happy dance. 

    He grabbed you and spun you around in the air. "Thanks (Name!)"

    "Want to get some ice cream to celebrate?" you asked as soon as he put you down.

    "Heck yeah!" he grabbed your hand and ran to his car. "Sunday's are on me."

    "No, I'll pay." you brought your purse this time.

    "(Name.) It's the guy who pays." he rolled your eyes and leaned against the car.

    "You payed last time." 

    "I'll pay this time." 

    "No you won't."

    "Yes I will, babe."

    "Nope. I'm going to."

    "Yeah right. Keep dreaming. I'm paying."

    "Aha ha ha. No." you said sarcastically.

    "Yes and that's final because I'm the hero-!" you cut him off and pressed your lips against his. His eyes widened. After a few seconds he kissed you back and pulled you closer. He grabbed you around the waist and and his other hand cupped your face.

    "I'm paying." you whispered as you broke the kiss.

    "Okay." he said dazed. "Hey, wait! No your not. I'm paying and that final."

    "Too bad-" he then kissed you this time, silencing you. He gave a innocent kiss. It was sweet and childish, like him. 

    "I'm paying and that's final."

    "No."

    "Don't make me kiss you again." he opened the passenger seat.

    "Nope." You got in.

    "(Name.)" He started the car and drove to the nearest Baskin Robbins.

    "Whatever. I like you so it's okay." 

    "Well I love you."

    "I love you too." you gave him a peck on the cheek.

    "Yes! In your face Arthur! I so have a girlfriend!" he gave a loud outburst.

    "Your an idiot but your my idiot." you smiled as he bragged.