-The Prom Conflicts /Part 2-
Crystal's P.O.V
I was quickly running off, I had enough with Melanie and her obsession over guys. I decided to get some soda. Finally my Mountain Due came out it fell down the hall I ran after it, but somebody picked it up. It was Joe, that janitor guy. He handed me the can of Mountain Due, politely.
"Uh-I uh."
Joe, his name, it had it on his name tag squinted his eyes, lightly.
"Um… uh thank you."
He nodded his head and turned away. I slapped my head.
"Damn!" I said out loud, he turned over and looked at me again. I quickly ran off down the hallway, going back to my dorm room. My new room-mate was there.
"HI, uh- I'm Crystal you must be my new roomie."
She nodded her head, she had [tell me if you don't like the description, Ashley!] long brunette-type kind of hair, with a black tee-shirt that had 'Sonny Moore Fan' on it in big arial writing. With ripped jeans, and pink piano vans on.
"Hey, Crystal nice to meet you. My name is Ashley."
We both shook hands. I continued to make conversation, "So Ashley did you find anyone to go to prom with yet?"
Ashley giggled. "Well, there is this really cute guy in my science class."
"Oh my gosh! What's his name?"
Ashley kept smiling, it was starting to freak me out. She started to continue, "His name is Shaant Hacikyan."
"Shaant? Hmm… I guess he is cute in a way. I'm going dateless, apparently with no friends."
Ashley squinted her eyes.
"No, friends?"
I rolled my eyes. "The friend I counted on to go dateless with me is just going to go find more dates!"
Ashleigh's P.O.V
My gentle hands washed in mouth wash (don't ask why) grabbed the nachos. I sat by the water fountain, Spencer came running over to me.
"Ashleigh!!" He yelled out, gently.
"UH, Spencer? Hi!"
"So… what have you been doing lately?"
"Um, well studying basically." I told him.
He smiled, "Um, uh so prom… I was wondering if you wanted to go with me…" He asked me.
"Um eh uh well I'm kind of going to the prom with, Ryan."
His eyes squinted a bit. "RYAN!!?!? Ryan Ross?"
"Uh, yeah. Is that a problem?"
I shook my head. "Of course not. I got to go now." Spencer said quickly.
I shook my head again, exhausted from all of the school work.
The Prom Conflicts /Part 3
Ryan's P.O.V
"Despite the worst date ever, I got 90% on that History exam." I thought to myself. My cell phone rang, it was Madison. I answered it.
"Hey, Madison."
"How did you know it was me?"
"I have caller ID."
"Uh, well I was wondering if you were going to the prom with somebody."
"Yeah, sort of. I'm going with Ashleigh."
"What?!? Ashleigh, isn't she going with Spencer?"
"Uh, no not that I know of.."
"Umm, I have a beep I'll phone you later."
"Okay, bye!" I said quickly.
Patrick's P.O.V
"So Pete who are you taking to prom, I heard you and Tori broke up." I asked Pete Wentz.
He squinted his eyes. "I'm not sure actually. That Taylor girl is on the cheerleading team, she is pretty hot."
I rolled my eyes. "Ever thought if you were a poor loser who was obsessed with science and chemistry."
"Yeah, I did one time. But then I thought I got the chemistry skills, and I'm so hot so yeah." Pete replied. "Who are you taking to the prom? I think I already know!"
"Hmm, nobody."
"Really? You're not taking Allison. I thought you guys would after she kicked off the cheerleading squad because of you."
WHAT! What the hell was Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz talking about!
"What was I talking about? You never heard the rumor?!?" Pete asked me.
"No, what the hell was the rumor?!??!" I started to freak out. It was about Allison? That seems a bit odd.
Pete started to tell what happened, "Well I guess Allison told when of her little cheer mates about how she had a crush on you. No, offense dude but whoever Allison told it to knew you were a dork and she told the whole cheerleading team, and now all her cheer mates voted her off the cheerleading team. I think that Lindsay girl is the new captain." Oh my gosh really, I thought.
"I uh, I. Should I uh…"
"Talk to her? Yes. But Patrick, I got to go! Accept one of my dates…" Pete said. I giggled, and waved good-bye.
Allison's P.O.V
Someone was knocking on the door, for my dorm room. I could hear Alex mumbling outside of my dorm room. I yelled out, "Alex, come in."
"Hey, Allison…" She said to my, firm and clear. I was a bit weirded out.
"Last time I heard, you were still in the cheerleading team." I told her.
She smirked. "Allison, I quit the squad."
I rolled my eyes knowing it wasn't true. "Yeah, right newbie. I know you would kill yourself if you quit or got taken off."
"Well, I did it because. I know you did," Alex said, then she started to explain, "well you got kicked off. Well, whatever. I think it was quite unfair that Lindsay would do that. Why would I want to be in a squad with a bunch of super-facial freaks!"
"I thought I was a super,"
"YES. I know… but I'm getting sick of trying to fit in and I'm being really nice here. I guess if you don't believe me that I quit the squad then I'm out of her." Alex said firmly, and not rude. I let her walk away, she probably was lying.
Madison's P.O.V
After Phoebe and I finished studying, I got the worst phone call ever. It was about Spencer too.
It was the police. This one guy who was a cop was talking to me, he sounded so dull. "I don't know what happened or what made him do this, but I think you need to take him back to your school. Since I am feeling nice I'm not going to tell your principal about him behaving this way."
The cop didn't even tell me what he did.
"Ok, I appreciate it. But if you don't mind me asking, what exactly happened and who did this happen to?"
"I heard a little giggle from the dull police man. "Spencer Smith. He was on top of Cast Off's school flag pole with whisky, and Budweiser beer. Drunk. He got him down, thankfully. But come quick before I decide to phone your school, which I see is Glen Via."
I told him, ok, and said I would be there right away.
"Phoebe, were going to have to cut this studying session short."
She squinted her eyes a bit. "Why?"
"You know Spencer Smith, my room-mate the guy you seen when you came to my dorm room this morning? Well, he is on the flagpole of the school across the street. Drunk." I said, a bit laughing. Phoebe burst out in tears of laughter.
Phoebe came along when we walked across the street wondering why the hell Spencer would get drunk. Especially, on a school night. Finally, when we did get there Spencer was a bit passed out. We carried him back to my our dorm room. By the time we got back to the dorm room Spencer was passed out. I set his alarm clock early so he could tell me why he got drunk. Phoebe left to her dorm room, after I set his alarm clock.
Okii. Short... whatever. Phoebe I promise YOU your big P.O.V will be after Spencer's P.O.V next chapter. After The Prom Conflicts /3 (next chap) it will the prom, and then summer va-k.
xox. Emm. <3
