Chapter 68: Everybody Loves Prom

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"I shouldn't have had to," Jake said, shaking his head and grunting as he stretched his bad leg out. "It wasn't my job or Peyton's or any of ours to save the day. We're just kids... The police should've done something."

"You saved Kitty," Ryder repeated. "Just take the victory and move on from what happened that day, dude. You saved her."

"But what did I lose in the process?" he murmured, thinking about everything he'd sacrificed that day.

***

Meanwhile, Kitty's only troubles were prom-related. Though Vince had already asked her to be his date, she still wanted to remind him how much he meant. After all, she'd hardly spent any time with him since the shooting and it was clearly needed. So when she saw him at school, she automatically dragged him into a classroom, where Alex was sitting with a guitar.

"What's this?" Vince asked, confused. "Are you leaving me for him?"

Alex and Kitty looked at each other and then burst out into a loud laughter. "Hell no," Alex mumbled as he settled down.

"I just asked him for a favor," Kitty explained. "See, Alex here is what we like to call irresponsible and though he took an entire hour to break into his girlfriend's locker and stuff it with cute, expensive gifts to ask her to prom, he forgot to actually rent a tux ahead of time to make sure he wouldn't show up in faded jeans and that awful sweatshirt he always wears." Alex looked down at his favorite hoodie and frowned. "So as a thanks for helping him find one last minute and going undercover with his squeaky and sometimes irritating though hopelessly adorable girlfriend—"

"Watch it," Alex warned.

"—he's helping me sing to you," Kitty finished.

Vince seemed to be incredibly confused. For someone so smart, he surely didn't understand women. "Ok..." he responded. "But why..?"

"I think the song will pretty much answer that," she grinned, nodding at Alex, who rolled his eyes and began to strum.

["The Perfect Two" by Auburn.]

Kitty: You can be the peanut butter to my jelly. You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly. You can be the captain and I can be your first mate. You can be the chills that I feel on our first date.

Though she usually relied on her strong dancing to make a performance great, sometimes Kitty found pleasure in simply sitting down and using her voice. 

Kitty: You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser. You can be the pencil and I can be the paper. You can be as cold as the winter weather. But I don't care as long as we're together.

She was probably the weakest singer from all of the girls, maybe even from everyone in glee club, but it wasn't about skill all the time. 

Kitty: Don't know if I could ever be. Without you 'cause boy you complete me. And in time I know that we'll both see. That we're all we need.

Sometimes it was about passion. And when she looked at Vince, smiling at her like he was now, that's one of many things she felt.

Kitty: 'Cause you're the apple to my pie. You're the straw to my berry. You're the smoke to my high. And you're the one I wanna marry. 'Cause you're the one for me (for me). And I'm the one for you (for you). You take the both of us (of us). And we're the perfect two. We're the perfect two. We're the perfect two. Baby me and you. We're the perfect two.

Vince liked her voice much more than he ever thought he would. He, like her, knew she wasn't the best singer out there. In fact, during the glee club performances he'd seen in the past, his attention was drawn by Amity's unique voice and Julie's vocal power. 

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