HAMILTON was so chaotic when the theme for the senior year prom night was revealed. Everyone gathered at the office are, waiting for the principal to appear on the screen. The theme for this year is masquerade. Ever since the principal has announced the theme, almost half of the senior students were talking about what to wear and some of them also has started looking for partners, excluding me. This prom was supposed to be exciting for me because I've always wanted to study in Hamilton and graduate with memorable moment. But that might not possibly happen. My head asked me to start thinking about my dress and date but my heart, my soul, won't give any hints.

Mrs McPhee was absent on that day. Class was for three hours and we did nothing but talking about the prom. The boys were talking about dates while the girls were talking about dresses while I was the only one who sits in the corner, listening to my ipod. After three hours of suffering in class, I finally get the chance to feel freedom when Drama class was cancelled. This week, is the last week before prom and senior holiday starts. Senior holidays starts whenever graduation day is already around the corner. Its like summer break. You get that chance to be out of school for months, go back for graduation day and say hello to university after your gap year. Yes. Gap year is time out to travel between life stages. Isn't that fun? Yes very. Cher was back earlier than me because she only had one class every Monday. When I was about to walk to my car, someone grabbed my arm.

"Rude!", I said.

"I'm... sorry but do you have a date for the prom?", Dylan asked.

"I don't know", I ignored him. He stopped following me and unlock my car to start the engine.

'I'm sorry, Dylan'...

"Wey Hey!", a voice shouted from the living room as I entered the house. I turned around to see who is it. "NIALL!", I shouted and ran up to him. "What the heck are you doing here?", I asked. "Just dropped by to say hi? We're still of, the rest of the boys are in London but I'm here for some family stuff", he said. "I see. Want some lunch?", I asked. He shook his, denying. "You never say no to food", I said. "I'm actually just for awhile. Sam told me you'll be back soon so he asked me to wait and now I've met you, I can go", he explained. I nodded and gave him a last hug. Before he released the hug, he whispered something into my ears, "Harry misses you so much, babe". I forced myself to smile while walking him to the door to say goodbye. Everything went blank. I can't feel anything. I'm about to be a mental.

Harry came back unexpectedly, feeling sorry. Dylan- uh forget it. I logged in to my blog site again on that day, clicking the 'new post' icon and started posting.

I am sure every high schools in America are very chaotic about Senior Year's Prom Night am I right? My school is organising one too. But, I am quite confused between not to go or go. A lot of the girls at my school has been talking about what dress should they wear. If you ask for theme, I won't tell you though. Let's just keep it as a secret. I am very excited about this prom but in my last post, I did mentioned about mixed feelings right? Yes, I'm feeling it right now and this is why I don't think I should go to the prom. I've always wanted to attend senior year's prom but I don't want to hurt anyone. Let me know if you're going to your school's prom and tell me what is your favourite thing about prom down in the comments section below. Take care. Stay fab x

"Those nights were pointless but, they were lived and enjoyed", -Uknown, Tumblr 2011.

Tons of comments came in and two of them are from the usual personas.

MR-REDSUIT
"You got to be kidding. People would die to go to proms. Why won't you go? I think I'm going to start calling you Miss Confused cause you are always confused. Just kidding but seriously though. My opinion is, you should go to the prom. Its a once in a life time chance"

DERBYBOY128
"Are trying to deny proms? Dude, proms are cool! You should go. Even if you don't have a date. No offence. Typical question, if you don't mind answering, but my crush won't talk to me. What should I do? She won't even return my calls or texts"


RE: MR-REDSUIT
"That's a cool name if you want to, I don't really mind. Maybe I definitely should go"

RE: DERBYBOY128
"I am not denying! Just... I don't know but thank you! I might be going. I hope this answers your question but maybe you should try to talk to her. Start the conversation. Try. You'll never know"

I logged out after replying to to their comments. Sam just got back. He went out buying some pizzas. "Have you met Niall?", he asked as I walked to the kitchen. I nodded. "I saw Cher outside. She said she's going for shopping. Looking for prom dress", he said and continued "So what's your plan for the prom?". "I don't know?", I said and turned around at him. "Sam, I really want to go. I really do but there's something else on my mind", I said.

"Remember what I've told you? Follow what your heart says. Look, I know. I know you're still confused about everything. About Harry. About Gab, and about Dylan?"

"Wait- Dylan? You know about us?"

"Yes. We met the other day. He told me about you. He talked a lot about you. Stella, do you even realise that we've been staying in LA for almost a year? But we've been staying in England for more than that of course. So its like you've known both of them for so long. Its not that I want you to choose Harry alright. You've known Harry longer than Dylan. First, think why you won't choose Dylan and then, think why did you leave Harry with a question mark"

"But I don't think I have that much time"

"You still do. You still have a lot of time. Now, let's have some pizza'

I smiled and took a piece. A text came in a minute later.

FROM: GABBY
fancy some dress shopping? x

FROM: STELLA
TO: GABBY
idk? come over to my house i can help but you girl, you drive. see ya

I locked my phone and told Sam that I'm going out with Gab. I went upstairs to get ready. I changed to my Primark blouse and Chanel shorts. I grabbed my Michael Kors clutch and waited for Gab in the living room. Gab texted me when she arrived. I took out a pair of my Emmet's high heels from the shoe rack and locked the door as Sam is in his room, not bothering about anything around him.

"Hey!", I said as I entered Gab's car. "Hello. Ya ready?", she asked. "Yes sure", I replied. "Melrose Avenue!", she shouted and started to drive. "I miss going out like this with you in England", she said. I nodded in agreement. Then, it was a total silence between both of us. See, everything has changed a lot. We used to have a lot of things to talk about. But not anymore.

"Here we are. Dash?", she asked. "YES!", I half-screamed. While Gab roams around the store looking for the right dress, I saw a very beautiful turquoise coloured dress. I'd like to buy it but it is such a waste of time if I end up not going to the prom. "That looks good on you, Miss-", the shop assistant told me. "Stella and thanks", I said, giggling. "Right. Miss Stella, maybe you should buy that one. Your friend over there told me that you guys are looking for a prom dress and that one looks perfect", she said. "Emmm yeah I don't know maybe I'll have it later. Gotta look at other shops first, you know", I lied.

After spending quite a lot of time in the store, Gab found the perfect one at last. She paid at the counter and as we were about to walk out of the store, the shop assistant handed me a paper bag written "Dash LA" on it. "What is this for?", I asked. "Someone told me to give this to you and you are Miss Stella Alden right?", she asked. I nodded and took that paper bag from her. "Thank you but do you know who?", I asked. "That person won't let you know but don't worry, its paid already", she said carefully. My phone buzzed.

FROM: -PRIVATE NUMBER-
enjoy the dress

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?! I HAD ENOUGH OF GETTING RANDOMTEXT MESSAGES FROM HARRY. THATS IT. NO PROM.

Notes

THE END OF CHAPTER FIVE! NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UP ON THIS FRIDAY (1/3)

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