Shawn's POV:
I was sitting in science class with Tina making some formula.
"Pour the purple in there." She directed me and I poured the purple liquid in the container.
"What next?" I questioned and she gave me a hold on hand gesture.
"Mix the green liquid and the blue liquid." She tells me. And I do so.
Tina is about to give me more instructions when Sue starts talking on the mic.
"Good Morning McKinley High! First of all, to those of you thoughtful enough to leave maternity gifts outside my office, both I and my unborn child thank you for your lackluster Cracker Barrel meat-and-cheese medleys, and I'm sure that my trash can will find them delicious. Now it's time to announce this years Senior Prom Court nominees. Your choices for Prom King are... Rick 'The Stick' Nelson. President Brittany S. Pierce. That's weird." Sue says the last part lowly in the mic. "And also, Finn Hudson. And now on to the category we all really care about: Prom Queen."
"Becky for Prom Queen 2012!" Becky shouts through the mic.
"Missy Gunderson. Santana Lopez." Sue and and I clap. My baby is gonna be prom Queen. Wait, but I'm not running. One because I forgot about this whole prom Queen and King thing. And two, it's still not really my style. "And Quinn Fabray. Congratulations to all our nominees..." Sue states and then some weird noise sound through the mic. "Becky, Becky, Becky! That's an antique!" Sue tells as Becky was hitting something.
"I was robbed, Coach!" Becky yells over the mic.
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"Well, I wasn't a prom nominee but you were." I say as me and Santana walk down the hall holding hands.
"I'm sorry baby. I can drop out of you want." She says and my eyes widen. No way. I would never let her do that.
"No, no, no, no. You are not dropping out for me. You only get one senior prom. It's your last year. Although it's gonna hurt to see you dancing with someone else, you always wanted to be prom Queen. And it would kill me to know you gave that up for me. I would actually prefer you to win prom king and Queen with Brittany or my brother. I don't trust that Rick guy." I tell her and she smiles.
"You'll be okay?" She questioned and I nodded.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Besides this prom king and queen thing is not really my style." I admit and she nods.
"Whoever I'm dancing with, I'll be imagining they are you." Santana tells me and I smile.
"Aww that's so sweet." I say and pinch her cheeks. She smiles and we continue to walk to the choir room.
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We enter the choir room and I sit next to Mercedes. I playfully tickle her nose as a joke. She nudges me in a playful way and we laugh.
"Morning Cedes." I say as I chuckle.
"Morning Munchkin. What was that?" She asked laughing.
"It's called: Being Annoying." I do hand gestures when I say being annoying. She lightly laughs.
"A big congrats to all our prom nominees!" Mr. Shue comes into the classroom and we applaud.
"But hey, listen up. We are all winners, because Principal Figgins asked New Directions to sing again this year! Come on!" Mr. Shue cheered and we clapped.
"Fantastic." Puck said sarcastically.
"Alright. Brittany has an announcement." Mr. Shue gestures towards Brittany who is next to him. We clap as she hops forward a little.
"Hello my fellow Americans. The theme for this years prom will be..." Brittany starts and does a drum roll with her feet. 'Dinosaurs'." She announces.
"Sheer genius." Santana praises her best friend.
"Thanks." Brittany thanked her. "I was inspired by the new girl Joe," She says and I get confused. Joe is a boy. "Who reminds me of a cavewoman. The refreshments will be berries, meat and rainwater. As you are no doubt aware, the U.S. elections are riddled with corruption. Therefore, to keep the prom elections completely aboveboard, I have appointed Santana and Quinn to count the ballots." Brittany states.
"What? That makes no sense!" Kurt argues.
"Shut it, Richard Simmons. Yes, Quinn's my homegirl, but I don't trust her, and you know she doesn't trust me." Santana's voice gets slightly lower at the end. "Especially after I took her girlfriend." Santana gestures to me and I shake my head.
"We'll keep each other honest." Quinn confirms.
"You know, it's actually not a bad idea." Mercedes agrees.
"And last but not least, all hair gel has been banned from my head prom." Brittany says and my jaw drops. I turn around and look at Blaine. I try to picture him without hair gel. Nope, can't do it.
"Right." Blaine laughs thinking she's joking.
"I'm actually not joking. Hair gel was not invented until almost 30 million years after the Upper Paleolithic Stone Age. And frankly, I don't like the way you look. Therefore, anyone who shows up to prom wearing hair gel will be turned away at the door. I herby decree this to be the best prom ever." Brittany whispers ever.
"Blaine without hair gel is a horror movie." I state. "No offense Blaine." I turn to him.
"None taken. It's true. This is so not fair." He mutters and folds his arms.
"Okay... let's start thinking of... dinosaur songs." Mr. Shue mentioned and I lightly clap for Brittany.
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I was eating some snacks with Sam on the bleachers.
"So our girlfriends are prom nominees and we aren't." Sam says eating a sour patch.
"Yeah, I know. But I told Santana that it's okay. She wanted to drop out because I wasn't running with her but I stopped her. She wants this so bad and it would kill me knowing I stopped her from getting this." I replied.
"Quinn too. No matter how much she wanted it, she told me she would drop out since I wasn't running. But I told her no and to do it, cause I know how much it means to her." Sam states.
"I told her I'd rather see her dance with Brittany and my brother than Rick. I don't trust that guy. He might try to touch her butt or something. Then I'd have to beat his ass. Or Santana would do it herself." I say and Sam chuckles.
"Yea, same with Quinn. I'd rather see her dance with Finn or Brittany than him." Sam adds. I nod.
"I know that we are still juniors, but do you know where you want to go to college?" I asked Sam eating some gummy bears. I don't eat candy like that because I want to keep my teeth healthy. Also because it's just not that good to me. I only like a few candies. I'll probably eat it once every 4 months or so.
"I don't think I want to go to college. I want to be a male model or something." He says and I nod.
"I want to go to Columbia University. They have an excellent cooking program and I want a scholarship for it." I tell him.
"How about art? Your good at drawing as well." He asked me.
"I do like drawing, but I want cooking as my career." I tells him and he nods.
"I get that. It's crazy how fast we are growing up. We met when we were 12 and now we are 17 and almost 17." He gestures towards me and him. "We are going into the real world in a year. It's crazy."
"I know. Making our own choices for the first time in our life." I add thinking about how much we have grown since we first met.
"Right. But let's promise each other this. No matter where we are in life, we will always be best friends." He says and holds out his hand to shake on it. I take his hand and shake it.
"We don't have to promise that. We know that we will always be best friends. No matter what." I reply and he nods with a smile.
We sit on the bleachers eating snacks and talking about random things.
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"So Kurt and Blaine I are throwing an anti-prom party." Rachel announces excitedly. Anti-prom. The hell is that?
"What's an anti-prom party?" Mercedes questions.
"It's a party for those of us who maybe feel a little, you know, disenfranchised by the actual prom. And I got us a hotel room at Lima's best hotel, Red Rooster Express Suite, and everyone's invited." Rachel concluded.
"Your supporting this?" Quinn asked Finn.
"I'm supporting her, and I'll be there as soon as I'm done fulfilling my... obligations." Finn replied.
"The mood will be celebratory, the food will be catered, the libations will be plentiful, and the dress code will be creative black tie." Kurt told us the them of it.
"Optional, optional, optional. And keeping up with the anti-prom theme, everyone is welcome, and unlike the actual prom, which ends at 11:00pm, ours goes until the wee hours of the night. It's where the funs at, you guys." Rachel cheers and I shake my head.
"Okay, how is everyone welcome when this is clearly just a party for you and the two gay Winklevii twins?" Santana cuts in.
"Actually, Santana, we've invited most of McKinley's underclassmen." Rachel says.
"I'm in." Puck agreed to the idea.
"But what about your tradition of trying to spike Coach Sylvester's punch bowl?" Artie asked him. "I almost lost my teeth for it last time."
"It's impossible. Plus it's a bummer, always failing— at everything." Puck states leaving the classroom.
"Can we just talk about what this really is? Rachel Berry isn't getting her way, so she's punishing the rest of us." Santana stated.
"Santana, that's not the case at all." Rachel tells her.
"Stop acting like your fine and start dealing with your crap. Look, you choked at your big audition. I get it. I'm sorry, but it happens. And I understand that your pissed off at the universe, but imploading on one of the last nights that we have to spend together because, basically, your just not in the mood to dance is maybe the prettiest thing you have ever done. So have fun at your 'I'm a victim' party, acting like your not some selfish, self-centered, lame-ass wannabe diva from hell, because me, I'm going to go to my senior prom with my girlfriend and my friends." She points at me then walks out.
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I was walking to Santana's house to take her to prom. I was wearing white blazer, black dress pants, a white button up shirt, a black tie and black dress shoes. I had my short curly blonde hair down and some of my hair was in my face. I liked my prom outfit this year. I knock on her front door.
"Hey Shawn!" Mrs. Lopez says excitedly and pulls me in for a hug. I was taken a back but hugged her.
"Hey Mrs. Lopez. Is Santana ready?" I questioned.
"I'm not sure. But you can check. She's in her room." She tells me. I nod and walk up the stairs.
I get to Santana's room and open the door. I see her and my jaw drops. She look so beautiful. She was wearing a beautiful red dress and the front of her hair was pulled back into a mid ponytail and the back was let down free. I see her looking at herself in the mirror. She turns to face me and smiles. I go up to her and take her hand.
"You look... wow." I say in amazement and she chuckles.
"You look sexy." She tells me and I chuckle.
"Are you ready to go?" I asked her and she smiles.
"Yeah, let's go." She tells me and we link arms.
We get downstairs to see Santana's mom still there.
"You both look amazing. Let's take some pictures!" She says excitedly and I lightly laugh.
Santana turns around so her back was facing me and I wrap my arms around her stomach. We both turn our head to the camera and smile. After a couple more pictures, we leave. Sam ordered us a limo so me, him, Quinn and Santana can go to prom together. We go in the limo and greet them.
"Are you guys ready for the most epic night of your lives?!" Sam and I say excited and they laugh.
Throughout the drive, it was filled with nonstop talking and laughing. We just enjoyed each others company.
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When we got to prom, we looked around and admired everything.
"Whoa, they have giant chicken!" I say in amazement.
"And green goo." Sam says with his mouth open.
I take Santana's hand and run to the food area. I grab a plate and take a large chicken. I take a bite and holy fuck, this is amazing. I keep eating until Santana says something.
"Slow down. Keep eating like that you might choke." She says and I drop the chicken.
My face is covered in grease and she laughs. She grabs a napkin and starts wiping my face. Just then we heard music playing and Brittany singing and performing. We go through the crowd and watch.
(Shawn and Santana are in the front of the crowd)
When Brittany finished, we cheered and clapped for her.
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I danced with Santana for a while and just spent time with her. Then it was tiem for her to sing with Brittany and Tina. I was watching in the front of the crowd with Mercedes and Mike. Sam and Quinn were somewhere in the crowd.
(Shawn is in the front with Mercedes and Mike.)
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Sam's POV:
I was dancing with Quinn while Santana, Brittany and Tina were singing love song. We were enjoying each other's company when Finn stormed up to us.
"Quinn, you need to tell everyone the truth!!" Finn stated and I looked confused.
"Bro what are you talking about?" I asked him.
"Quinn tell him the truth!! Stand up!!" He yelled. What??
"Finn stop it." She stated sternly.
"Dude she's in a wheelchair, she can't walk." I told him.
"She can walk perfectly fine!! Stand up and show everybody how much you deserve this, how much you deserve to be Prom Queen!!" He yelled.
"Are you really doing this right now?" Quinn asked, hoping he's not serious.
"What, making you walk?" He yelled. What is going on? "Make you stand up and show everybody how much of a crazy liar you are? Yeah. Come on. Stand up!" Finn yelled.
"Dude chill out!!" I yelled. He's doing too much now.
"Did you know that she could walk Sam? You must have with all that physical therapy you've been giving her!" He yelled.
"Finn can you just stop!!" Quinn yelled.
"Stand the hell up!" He yelled and tried to grab her. That's when I lost it. I pushed him off her.
"What the hell is wrong with you??!!" I shouted, eyes burning with anger and my jaw is clenched.
He pushed me back and I pushed him once more. Sue came over and broke it up before a fight started.
"Hey, hey, hey! You forcing me to eject you from yet another prom, Hudson?" Sue yelled at him.
"Not this time coach." He says and leaves.
"Good idea, Frumps." She replies.
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"Are you okay?" I asked Quinn as we were at a table. "He grabbed you kinda hard there."
"Yeah I'm fine. It wasn't too hard." She replied.
"I wanted to punch his face off. What is wrong with him." I shake my head.
Just then Shawn and Santana sit next to us.
"Hey guys." Santana says.
"Having fun?" Shawn asked breathless. She saw the look on our faces and asked "What's wrong?"
"Finn was yelling at Quinn to stand up and get out of the wheelchair." I said and their eyebrows furrowed.
"But she can't walk." Santana says confused.
"I know. And he tried to physically take her out of the chair." I say and their jaw drops.
"What the hell is wrong with him?!" Shawn shouted.
"Orca has some serious problems." Santana shakes her head. "Are you okay Q?"
"Yeah I'm fine." She tells us.
"You sure?" Shawn asked cautiously.
"Yes guys. I promise. Now come on. It's prom. Let's not let Finn ruin it." She says with a smile. We all get up and go dance.
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Shawn's POV:
Me and Santana were slow dancing together. I had my arms around her waist and she had hers around my neck.
"I love you. So much. And I love being here with you. And I'm gonna miss seeing you all the time." I tell her genuinely, tears building up in my eyes.
She wipes the tears before they come and replies "I love you too. I'm gonna miss you bothering me for cuddles, which I love. I'm gonna miss seeing those sexy eyes and that adorable smile everyday." She tells me and I smile. I lean in and give her a passionate kiss. I lick her bottom lip wanting access. She slightly parts her lips and I stick my tongue in her mouth. I gently caress her tongue with mine and she softly moans.We pull away.
"I don't usually like prom, but when it's with you, I'll make an exception." I tell her with a smile and she chuckles. She rests her head on my shoulder and I kiss her forehead.
We see that Finn, Rachel, Kurt and Blaine came to prom. I was still disappointed in Finn for what he did but I was glad to see the rest of them. I'm happy they changed their minds. Blaine even came with his hair gelled. Brittany isn't gonna like that. I see Brittany go up to him when Finn and Rachel went elsewhere. I'm guessing to tell him to change. He turns around and leaves.
Just then Joe, Sam, Artie, Mike and Rory start singing.
(Shawn and Santana are in the front. Santana's back is pressed against Shawn's front and Shawn has her arms around her stomach. Shawn is whispering the lyrics in Santana's ear making her chuckle and blush. Also, when Sam sings his solo part, he is singing it to Quinn who is next to Shawn and Santana)
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Santana's POV:
I was carrying some boxes to take to the Spanish room when I saw Quinn and Berry in the hall.
"Stop making out with Berry and get to the Spanish room, Quinn. It's time to count the votes and declare me the winner." I say as I enter the room.
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Shawn's POV:
Santana was counting the votes so I was getting punch with Tina.
"Drop that ladle, Keebler Elm and Cohen-Chang!" Sue yells from behind us. What does she want now.
"Ooh, I'm onto you ladies! Your trying to spike my punch!" Sue hisses. What??
"No were not. We are just thirsty." I tell her.
"Yeah. I'm dehydrated from all the crying." Tina answers. She has been crying a lot tho.
"Yeah right. That dress is hideous. And that suit makes you look like a grown baby, Keebler Elm." She tells me and Tina. Mike comes over and takes Tina away. I go and sit with Artie.
"Hey Artie." I say as I sit down.
"Hey Shawn. Hows your prom?" He asked me.
"It's great actually. I've been having the best time." I tell him.
"Where's Santana?" He asked looking around.
"She's counting the ballots for prom Queen with Quinn." I tell him then he nods. We just talk about random things from there.
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Santana's POV:
"My count for King is the same as yours. Brittany only gotten four votes. If I won Queen, I would rather her be king since Shawn isn't nominated." I say looking at the votes.
"I think it has something to do with the fact that she's a girl." Quinn tells me.
"Well, what's your count for prom Queen?" I asked Quinn, walking over to her.
"It's the same as yours." She says and I look at her count. "I won by one vote." She says and I walk to write something on the board. "I won. It's everything I've ever wanted and I don't feel any different."
"Cool. I mean, I guess you deserve to win, right? What with being a crip and all." I say and laugh.
"You know, we really have had the dream high school careers." Quinn turns her wheelchair around to face me. "Mega-popular, doing whatever we wanted. Whoever we wanted." She says and I smile. "You know, I'm really not surprised that you and I were the top two candidates." She concluded.
"Yeah. Well, you know, it would be boring if we weren't so awesome." I say and I turn around and take a sip of my punch.
"Don't you want to leave this place having made a difference?" She asked me and I turn to face her.
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Shawn's POV:
I was walking with Kurt when we saw someone come in the gym. BLAINE???
"Oh my dear god." Kurt says with his fingers over his mouth. Blaine comes up to us without hair gel.
"What happened to you?" I asked looking at his hair.
"Don't make fun of the new kid with the bad fro. It's hair-bullying." Brittany says and I shake my head.
"That's not a new kid." Kurt started.
"That's Blaine without hair gel." I finish for him.
"Is it really that bad?" Blaine asked us.
"Yes." I say bluntly.
"Yeah, your Mr. Broccoli Head." Brittany adds on.
"It's not that bad." Kurt says and I shake my head.
"Yeah it is." Brittany said.
"Yeah Kurt. Don't lie to him." I say looking at Blaine's hair still.
"It's really bad. And you made your point. I abuse my power as president— but to help save the prom, and to keep people from turning to stone when they look at you, I'll give you special permission to wear hair gel, immediately." Brittany says and I sigh in relief.
"Thank god. That was a horrifying 2 minutes." I mumbled and Kurt lightly slaps my shoulder.
"Quiet please, children." Mr. Figgins says through the mic.
"I'll be right back." Blaine leaves to go put gel back in his hair. But Kurt runs up to him and convinced him to keep it. Although it's horrifying. I walk back over to Santana and hug her from behind.
"Hey, are you ready to get your crown?" I asked kissing her cheek.
"Um yeah." She says.
"First I have an announcement to make: There are reptiles living in McKinley toilets no more. The family of snakes has been safely removed to the zoo, and they can live out their lives in the toilets there." Mr. Figgins states and everyone cheers. "And now, this year's Prom Court:" Mr. Figgins says and Liam does a drum roll. "Nominees for the Prom King are: Finn Hudson..." he announces and everyone claps. Finn walks on the stage. "Rick 'The Stick' Nelson..." he says the next person and the clapping is very scattered and faint. "And President Brittany S. Pierce." He says the final name and Brittany comes on stage. Everyone cheers loudly.
"The nominees for Prom Queen: Missy Gunderson..." Everyone cheers and she waved as she comes on stage. "Santana Lopez..." He announces and I give Santana a kiss on the cheek and let her go on stage. She stands next to Missy. Everyone cheers once again. "...And Ms. Quinn Fabray." He states and everyone claps as Sam rolls her on the stage. "I would like to invite last year's queen, sassy male student Kurt Hummel, to crown this year's winner's." He says and everyone cheers for Kurt as he comes on the stage.
"And... this years Prom King is..." Liam does a drum roll. "Hmm... "Mr. Finn Hudson!" He announces and everyone cheers.
"That's my asshole of a brother!" I cheer and yell. Sam gives me a small playful slap on the head and chuckles.
Finn steps up and Kurt crowns him. Mr. Figgins gives him some royal wand-like stick.
"And the winner for Prom Queen is..." Liam does a drum roll again. "Students, for the second year in a row, we have prom anarchy. Receiving the majority of write-in votes, I would like to welcome on the stage... "Miss Rachel Berry." Mr. Figgins says and the light shines on Rachel. How did Rachel win? She wasn't nominated. I better ask Santana about this. We all clap for Rachel. I see Santana and Quinn share a proud smile and I already knew what she did. And I couldn't be prouder. Rachel comes on the stage slowly and stands next to Principal Figgins. Kurt then comes behind her and crowns her.
"McKinley Titans, now down to your new leaders!" Mr. Figgins states and we cheer. "And now... first dance of this year's Senior King and Queen!" Figgins adds then music starts playing.
(Shawn is standing next to Rory and watching Santana and Quinn singing. When they are taking pictures, Shawn is Brittany and Quinn is Mercedes.)
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Me, Sam, Santana and Quinn were in the limo on the way home. Prom was the best. Sam and Quinn were sleeping next to each other. Santana and me were laying down and talking about random things. Santana was laying on top of me while I rub small circles on her back.
"I know what you and Quinn did for Rachel." I say causing her to lift her head up.
"What did we do?" She asked, pretending to be clueless. I rolled my eyes.
"You guys changed the votes so she would win. And I think that was so nice of you and I'm proud of you for doing that. Considering how much you hate her." I say to her with a smile.
"How did you know it was us?" She asked me.
"Well I saw you guys give each other a proud smile when Rachel was coming on stage. You wouldn't do that for no reason." I reply and she lightly smiles.
"Well the hobbit needed one night where she's not remind that she is selfish and greedy." Santana says and I chuckle. She lays back on me and we have a short conversation before falling asleep.