The Unravelment at Prom

The Unravelment at Prom

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Scarlett has always had a crush on Max. She had grown up with him. Max is two years older then her, a sophomore in college, and is in love with his girlfriend,Erica. He is completely unaware of Scarlett's feelings towards him. But, on the eve of her senior prom things heat up and the truth comes out.

Summary

Scarlett has always had a crush on Max. She had grown up with him. Max is two years older then her, a sophomore in college, and is in love with his girlfriend,Erica. He is completely unaware of Scarlett's feelings towards him. But, on the eve of her senior prom things heat up and the truth comes out.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Unravelment at Prom

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Submitted: December 16, 2013

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I sat silently as my mom finished my hair. My make up was already done and I had my late 60’s go-go esque black dress on already. “All done...” she set down the flat iron, “you look beautiful, your date should be here soon.” I gave her a funny look, “Mom I don’t have a date, remember? I’m going to prom on my own.” She looked at me and busted out laughing.

“You’re not going alone I won’t have it. I called Jane, and she got Max to come to town and take you. I know how you have that little crush on him.”My mouth hit the floor. I didn’t just have a little crush, I had a full on hard on for him. He was gorgeous, he had wavy brown hair that I just wanted to run my fingers through, breathtaking brown eyes, and he was perfect for me. He was taller than me, thin, spoke Spanish, was slightly awkward, he put up with the weird quirks, he played guitar, he had a little scruff, but I loved it, and he had tattoos. We liked all the same things, and had the way we interacted was strange to some, but perfect for us.

When he told me he had planned to leave state for college I laughed it off, and that night when I got home I silently cried. His plans made me feel like I was losing a part of me and he didn’t even know he was a part of me. I cried again when he told me he met a girl and he thought they were serious. He sent me photos of them together she was the opposite of me she was kind of short, beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes and she was stick thin. I never knew that’s what he was into when we were growing up. When, I received the pictures I knew he was out of my league.

“Mom, he has a serious girlfriend.” She smiled and nodded. “I know that’s why I’m okay with a college sphere taking you to prom. Nothing will happen between you too.” I smile and nodded, oh how I wish for something to happen. There was a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it you come down and make your entrance in two minutes.” She walked out my room with a big smile. I rested my hand on my diaphragm and breathed in and out a few times. I counted to 60 taking deep breaths and pacing as I went hoping to calm my frazzled nerves. I slowly left my room and descended the stairs to the living room. I looked up when I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked up to meet my mom and Jane’s beaming faces. I looked over to Max saving his face for last. He was in a suit holding a red rose corsage with a stunned face. I smiled and walked to Jane hugging her and saying my hello. I went over to him and stood there waiting for him to make the first move.

He shut his open mouth put on a shy smile and opened the corsage box. It was a wrist corsage. I put out my left hand and he slipped it on fumbling a little. I giggled when he struggled getting it out of the box and on to my wrist. As soon as it was in place a large flash filled the room. It took him a second to realize he hadn’t said hello to me yet. He awkwardly hugged and kissed my cheek murmuring hi. His touch made me blush automatically. “Hi,” I smiled doing a weird wave slight salute combination. Before we headed out the door our parents took so many pictures my cheeks were hurting form smiling. When we stepped out I spotted his ’72 mustang sitting in the drive way, how I loved that car.

He opened the car door like a gentleman and closed it behind me. As he pulled out I asked, “Is your girlfriend going to be mad about this?”

“Oh, she was until I told her we were just friends, and that you were more of a tomboy and that you looked nothing like her. Of course when I said that we got into what you looked like, needless to say I haven’t seen you in two years. So I had no idea how good puberty was to you. Or that you were wearing such a revealing dress.” I blushed. I threw my pride out the window and responded with, “you don’t have to come. We just need to take the picture and you can go. No big deal.”

“Really, you wouldn’t mind?” I nodded afraid to speech. “Okay, cool then I’m going to take the picture then head out.” I smiled and nodded in agreement. 


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