Havana.

Tonight is going to be my night. I don't care what happens, or who gets in my way. I will hold my head high and lead with a smile.

"You look absolutely beautiful." My mother complimented.

"Thanks mommy." I hugged her tight, before she went into a coughing frenzy.

She sent me a small smile and walked out of the room. I sighed silently as my door reopened. Marvin peered his head in,

"Hello your highness, your date is downstairs awaiting." He opened the door fully.

I sat up from my bed grabbing a small clutch and put my phone inside. I walked out of my room and down the stairs. And there awaited Chris with a big smile on his face. He looked absolutely handsome.

"Pictures!" My mom cheered.

I smiled and stood next to Chris. Our poses and faces changed for every picture. After our little "photo shoot" was over, we walked outside, well I walked outside because Chris said that he'll be out in a minute. I walked near the limo and stood and waited for Chris. When he finally came out, he stopped to hug his father. A smile appeared on my face, then Chris walked and opened my door for me and we both were in the limo.

"Now, we have to go see my mother so she can take pictures. Then we can make a grand entrance to prom." Chris explained.

I smiled and kissed his cheek as the driver started to drive. The drive wasn't long at all. I would say we got there in about ten minutes. Chris got out first and helped me out and to the door. Before he could get his keys out, the door swung open and his mother stood there smiling angelically. I couldn't help but feel so special as I hugged Mama Joyce. I missed her a lot. We made small talk and took pictures. Mama and I exchanged numbers and promised to keep in touch, then Chris and I headed back to the limo and proceeded to the high school. We drew nearer and near to the high school. My anxiety and nervousness grew past its limit.

"Are you okay?" Chris asked.

"No." I bit my lip.

"Everything is going to be okay. I'll be by your side the whole time." Chris held my hand.

I calmed down a bit and became a bit happier. Finally pulling up to the high school, Chris gave me a white rose corsage.

"Thank you, it's so beautiful."

He smiled and opened my door for me and helped me out. I held his hand as we entered together. What I feared most started to come alive,

"What is she doing here?"

"He probably feels bad for her."

"How much do you want to bet that she fucked him to go as her date to prom?"

"She's such a slut, isn't she with Zayn?"

Chris suddenly stopped walking and turned,

"First off, she's here because she has the right to be. Second, I don't feel bad for her; I feel bad for you. Third, she's still a virgin unlike most of you girls here. And last, you really shouldn't be talking when at every single party you let guys run trains on you." He held my hand once again and we kept walking as the last girl ran out crying and I laughed.

"Does she really do that?" I asked.

"Yeah." He sighed.

"Wait, what's 'run a train'?" I questioned.

"You don't need to know. It's a bad thing."

We kept walking until we got to an empty table.

"My friends are coming soon but don't get nervous. They won't bother you, I talked to them already. I told them that I was bringing you as my date."

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