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Tonight was prom and she had to pull herself together.
Of course she didn’t have a date but she didn’t want one either. She wasn’t like one of those girls, she wasn’t popular, plus all the boys in her grade were gross so good riddance.
She leaned up to the mirror to properly do her eyeliner. Her outfit consists of a black crop top with a white collar, a galaxy printed skirt, black thigh highs, white boots, her usual music note gauges, and a black wristband with her fav artist printed on it, Vernon. She knew it wasn’t the prom theme, but she could honestly care less. Nothing was gonna harsh her hash brown. She applied mascara and fluffed her hair. She adjusted her choker and checked her nails, chipped and black, just how she liked them. She was ready to take on prom.
“Y/N! Where do you think you’re going looking like that? I picked out that nice prom dress from the store for you to look like that!” Y/n’s mother sputtered.
“Mom, this is what I wanna wear! You know what you picked out is totally not my style! I don’t like girly stuff like that!” Y/n stomps her feet.
“I don’t care! Get up there and change, so I can take prom pictures!” Her mother screeched and pointed her finger upstairs.
“Ugh!” Y/n says as she stomps back up the stairs and slams her bedroom door.
“I can’t believe she’s being such a total bitch! It’s my prom and I am so not putting that dress on.” Y/n mumbles while pacing around her room.
The dress was pink, flowy, and strap less; so not her style, ew. She’s not some damn stuck up princess. Unlike someone she knows.
“I’ve got to get outta her.” Y/n looks around her room and spots her skateboard then looks at her bedroom window. Oh she is so doing this.
She grabs her skateboard and slowly opens her window. She slowly climbs now and places her skateboard on the concrete just as she hears the front door open.
“Young lady, what do you think you’re doing?! Get back in this house this instance!”
Y/n starts to take off down the street, she looks back at her mom and shouts, “I’M GOING TO PROM IN MY STYLE! SUCK IT!”
She could hear her mom scream more words, but she had a prom to get to and she wasn’t about to be stopped.
Timeskip because why not :P
She huffs as she enters the school building, thank god she knows how to skate. It felt nice to feel the wind in her hair, she felt…free.
As she opened the door to the auditorium, she could feel all the school’s eyes on her. She tucks her hair behind her ear shyly, she’s never been given this much attention.
Suddenly she hits the ground hard.
“Haha who do you think you are! You’re still a loser!”
Y/n sits up and looks around to see the whole auditorium laugh at her, and the main culprit is Vanessa. It’s always Vanessa, like girl, get a life.
Y/n feels a surge of courage and stands up and gets in Vanessa’s face.
“Just cause you feel insecure doesn’t mean all of us have to be! Not everything revolves around princess Vanessa, some of us have an actual life to live.”
Vanessa scoffs and click clacks away in her high dollar heels while the whole crowd cheers at Y/n’s comeback.
“Everyone calm down, calm down, we have a special guest here tonight!” The school DJ announces.
The crowd looks around in confusion.
“Welcome to the stage, Vernon!”
Y/n’s eyes widen and her jaw drops, VERNON?!?! THE VERNON!?! THE GUY SHE’S ONLY HEARD THROUGH HER IPOD IS AT HER SCHOOL!?!?
Vernon grabs the mic, “Hey everybody, um I’m Vernon and I’m gonna play Black Eye. Enjoy.”
God he’s so mysterious, y/n has all of his songs downloaded (legally obv, she’s not a noob ><) and all his posters are hung on her wall.
As Vernon starts to sing, the crowd begins to get hype. Who knew they’d like this song.
Timeskip
As Vernon finishes wrapping up his set, y/n could’ve sworn her eyes met Vernon’s. She is so not a crazy fan girl, but she swears he did!
As y/n was getting some punch, she felt a tap on her shoulder from…VERNON?!?
She starts to cough uncontrollably and Vernon patting her back does not help!
“Omg, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” He says worriedly.
“Yeah yeah I am, don’t worry about me! I’m perfectly fine.” She lies, total dork.
Vernon chuckles, “Yeah yeah sure, um I saw you from the crowd and I wanted to tell you that I really like your style.”
Y/n takes a look at her outfit then looks back up at Vernon. She tucks her hair behind her ear and lightly bites her bottom lip, “Yeah?”
Vernon nods, “Yeah it’s totally different from the other girls in here. You’re unique. How about I give you tickets to my next show?”
Y/n could almost squeal, this was the best prom ever.