MUMUS: Prom Night
This request came about after some friends and I were talking about how disappointed we were that we didn't get to see the real East High Prom in HSM3 because of stupid Troyella... so yeah... this is how I imagine prom went for Chad and Taylor... the beginning of the story is the cafeteria scene that I had to add because I couldn't write a Chaylor prom story without it.
Name: Becca (requested via NBY)
Couple: Chad & Taylor
Rating: T
Quote: "Can I have this dance?"
Setting/Event: Senior prom
Random Stuff:
- tux jacket
- painful shoes
Prom Night
Chad Danforth walked down the cafeteria steps with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and one mission in mind: ask Taylor McKessie to the senior prom. He was so nervous about asking her to the senior prom that his stomach was churning, his palms were sweaty and his mouth was feeling dry.
“I can’t do this,” he stated as he froze on the stairs.
“Hey, hey,” his best friend Troy Bolton said, grabbing his arm. “No. We’re doing this now.” He gave Chad a push and he started down the stairs again.
Silently they walked over to the table in the middle of the nosy cafeteria where Taylor, Chad’s sort-of kind-of girlfriend, sat with Troy’s girlfriend Gabriella Montez and two of her other best friends Kelsi Neilsen and Martha Cox.
The girls were giggling when they first got to the table, but as soon as Taylor saw Chad she turned and looked away. He couldn’t blame her, he had missed her hints about asking her to prom. Then again, he had asked early today and been shot down.
“So, uh… hey,” he said, trying to get her attention. “I was kind of wondering if you’d maybe go with me…”
“Oh hey Chad,” Taylor said, pretending as if she just realized he was there. “They have tuna surprise on the menu. It’s good…” she turned away from him again and muttered, “Really good.”
“Dude,” Chad sighed as he looked at Troy for help.
His best friend just shrugged.
Chad took a deep breath and tried again. “Taylor, hey… um…I’m asking you to prom.”
She turned to look at him again and said, “Oh, I’m sorry I can’t hear you because it’s so loud in here.” To make her point, she turned to her friend Kelsi and asked, “Did you hear something?”
Kelsi shook her head and Martha said, “Neither did I.”
Chad stared at the back of Taylor’s head for a second before looking at Troy for help.
“Okay,” Troy said. “Excuse me…” He turned to look at the people at the tables around them. “Excuse me everybody.” His voice rose a little louder but it didn’t help. “Ahh.. YOOOO!” He shouted.
The chatter in the cafeteria ceased and Chad gulped and let out a slow “oh my..” as every eye turned to look at Troy.
“My friend has something to say,” Troy said and looked at Chad.
Chad gulped again as everybody looked at him. His heart was racing and it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. He looked at Taylor and saw her looking back at him expectantly. He had two choices: run off and risk losing Taylor or suck it up and ask her to prom in front of the whole school.
When she shrugged one shoulder and started to turn away, Chad knew what he had to do. He glanced at the table behind him and felt his legs move towards it. He felt every eye in the room on him as he climbed on top of the table. Then he looked at her and saw her staring back at him.
“Taylor McKessie,” he said her name loudly. “Will you please be my date to the senior prom?”
His heart pounded quickly as she and her friends leaned into a little huddle to talk about it. Then she slid out of her seat and a big grin broke out on her face. “I’d be honored.”
The witnesses of the exchange cheered as Chad jumped off the table, gave Taylor the flowers and gave her a hug.
Chad was a ball of nerves as he made his way to Taylor’s front door on prom night. He had thought asking her to prom was going to be the hard part, but that had been a breeze compared to what he had had to do after to make prom perfect, perfect in his older sister’s sense of the word mind you.
Thankfully, though, Taylor had made the picking out a tux part easy for him by picking out the tux so all he had to do was get measured, but he had done the rest: made reservations for dinner, got her a corsage and got his car cleaned.
Now it was time, he was standing on her doorstep trying to work up the nerve to knock.
Even though Troy wasn’t with him, he could hear his best friend saying, “Relax man. It’s just Taylor, you’ve gone out with her before.”
“It’s just Taylor,” Chad repeated aloud. “Just Taylor.” He took a deep breath then knocked on the door.
The front door swung open a couple seconds later and he found himself staring at Taylor. Her silk halter dress was a deep purple, which matched the color of his tux vest perfectly, and fell all the way to the floor. The bust was well defined and there was a sparkly brooch on it.
“Hey Chad,” she smiled as she stepped back and let him into the house. “You look great.”
“You… you, too,” he stuttered then took a step inside.
“Thanks,” she giggled. “Come on, my mom wants to take some pictures of us.”
He nodded and followed Taylor into the living room where her mom, dad and older sister were waiting. He allowed her mom and sister to pose him how ever they wanted to and smiled every time they told him to.
It wasn’t until he and Taylor were alone in his car on their way to the restaurant that she asked, “Where’s Troy? Is he meeting us at the restaurant?”
Chad shook his head.
“He’s still going to prom, right?” Taylor asked. She took his silence as a negative answer. “Chad, what aren’t you telling me?”
“I promised Troy I wouldn’t tell you,” Chad stated.
“Wouldn’t tell me what?” Taylor asked. “Chad, what’s going on?”
“I can’t tell you,” Chad insisted.
“Then take me home,” Taylor said, crossing her arms.
“What? You don’t mean that,” Chad said, pulling the car over to the side of the road.
“I do mean it, Chad,” Taylor stated. “Now tell me what’s going on.”
Chad sighed and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. “Troy isn’t going to prom because he’s driving to see Gabriella,” he said.
“Excuse me?” Taylor said, having only heard his muffled response. “Did you just say that Troy is driving to see Gabriella?” Sitting back, Chad nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me that?!”
“Because Troy told me not to,” Chad stated. “You saw how heartbroken he’s been over her breaking up with him and he was afraid if you found out that you’d call her and warn her.”
“I have half a mind to now,” Taylor informed him. She grabbed her purse and pulled out her cell phone.
“Troy’s going to kill me,” Chad groaned.
“I’m turning my phone off,” Taylor said as she dropped the phone back in her purse.
“You’re not going to call her?”
“Of course not, I think it’s romantic that Troy is driving out to see her instead of going to prom.” She glanced at her nails. “It’s more romantic than anything you’ve done for me.”
“I asked you to prom in front of the whole school, if that’s not romantic then I don’t know what is.”
“Alright, I’ll give you a five on the romantic scale, ten being the highest, of course, but I think you can do better than that.”
Chad grumbled as he pulled back onto the street and drove them to the little Italian restaurant that his sister worked at, which was the only reason they could even think about eating there.
“Chad, are you sure we’re at the right place?” Taylor gapped as he pulled into the parking lot.
“Yeah,” he nodded.
“Chad, we don’t have to eat here. It’s really expensive.”
“You told me you love Italian food,” he stated. “Plus, my sister works here and she said she’d hook us up with a big plate of spaghetti and breadsticks for next to nothing.”
“Just like Lady and the Tramp.” She couldn’t help but smile because Chad knew that was her favorite movie.
“Exactly.” He parked the car then climbed out and helped her out. “So wait, does this make me the Tramp?”
“Well you’re certainly not Lady,” Taylor grinned as she looped her arm through his. “But on the bright side, your romance level is at a seven now.”
After they ate their dinner, Chad led her back out to the car and he drove them to the place where the prom was being held. He dropped her off at the front door then parked his car. When he got back to the doors she was standing with Kelsi, Martha and their dates Ryan Evans and one of Chad’s closest friends Jason Cross.
“Hey,” Chad greeted. He gave Jason a high five then shook hands with Ryan. “Where’s Zeke?”
“Sitting in the limo with Sharpay,” Kelsi shook her head. “She wants to make a grand entrance after the prom starts.”
“Typical Sharpay,” Martha stated. “Taylor, I love your dress.”
“Thanks, yours is great, too,” Taylor said. Martha’s dress was black and accented her shapely figure. “Yours is great, too, Kelsi.” Kelsi’s dress was mostly white with a few scattered polka dots on it.
“Thanks,” Kelsi grinned. “But can we go inside. I’m kinda cold.”
“Me, too,” Martha agreed.
“You want my jacket?” Chad asked Taylor.
“No, I’m good right now, but let’s go inside,” Taylor smiled.
They went into the building and showed their tickets to the people inside then went into the ballroom that was decorated for the City Night Life themed prom. They got in line to get their picture taken in front of the city lights backdrop.
After they got their picture taken they found a table for them all to sit at and the girls dropped off their purses and shawls and the guys shrugged out of their suit coats.
“Do you want to dance?” Chad asked Taylor.
“I’d love to,” Taylor smiled.
He led her out to the dance floor as a fast song came on.
“I thought you couldn’t dance,” Taylor teased as they fell in beat with the song.
“I never said I couldn’t, I just said I don’t,” Chad grinned. “Plus I’ve been practicing.”
“I can tell,” Taylor said.
“Taylor, I want -” Chad was cut off by the lights going out and a spotlight suddenly on the entrance to the room. “Sharpay’s here.”
Taylor rolled her eyes and snorted in amusement when Chad’s friend Zeke Baylor came into the ballroom looking uncomfortable in a black suit with pink accents. “Poor Zeke,” she whispered to Chad.
“Better him than me,” Chad replied as Sharpay Evans made her grand entrance in a dress that could only be worn by her. The top of the dress was zebra print with a thick pink belt separating it from the long black skirt with a high slight and train covered in pink and silver sequins that sparkled under the intense of the spotlight. “Ow, I think I’m being blinded.”
Taylor giggled and moved closer to Chad’s body as a slow song came on. She rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at him when she felt him take her hand in his, interlocking their fingers.
They danced to a couple more songs before they headed back to their table. She sat down and he went to get them something to drink. While he was gone, Taylor slipped off her shoes and breathed deeply.
“Let me guess, your shoes are uncomfortable, too?” Kelsi asked as she and Ryan arrived at the table. Taylor could only nod. “I think Martha had the right idea with wearing flip flops.”
“No doubt,” Taylor laughed as Chad set a glass of punch in front of her. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” he smiled and sat down next to her.
“Uh oh,” Taylor muttered and pointed to where Sharpay was quickly making her way to them.
“Where’s Troy?!” Sharpay demanded.
“He’s not here,” Chad told her.
“What?!” Sharpay exclaimed. “What do you mean he’s not here?!”
“He’s not here, he’s not coming tonight,” Taylor stated. “Why, what did you think he meant?”
“Troy is supposed to be here,” Sharpay ignored Taylor’s comment. “He’s going to be Prom King. We can’t have a prom without our King.”
“You’ll have to,” Chad shrugged. “He isn’t here. He left for the weekend.”
“UGH!” Sharpay exclaimed before she stormed off, leaving the others to chuckle.
“You ready to dance some more?” Chad asked Taylor once he was finished with his glass of punch.
“Actually, do you mind if we sit here for awhile?” Taylor asked. “My feet really hurt from my stupid shoes.”
“I’d rub them for you,” Chad told her.
“What?”
“I’ll massage them,” Chad repeated. “Get the blood circulating again.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Alright.”
She smiled as she turned in her chair and placed her legs in his lap. She smiled at his hands kneaded her aching feet. He had magical hands, she decided as she closed her eyes. Her relaxing moment was cut short when the music stopped and Ms. Darbus took the microphone.
“Alright, it’s time for the crowning of the King and Queen,” Ms. Darbus announced. “All nominees please make your way to the stage.”
“Come with me,” Chad said after Taylor dropped her feet on the ground.
“I don’t want to put my shoes back on,” she said.
“Forget the shoes, just come with me,” he begged.
“Alright,” she nodded. He helped her up then they walked towards the stage. They parted ways at the dance floor and she found a couple friends and stood by them while he went onto the stage.
“Alright, your Prom King was Troy Bolton, but since Troy isn’t here tonight your Prom King is…” Ms. Darbus opened a white envelope. “Chad Danforth.”
Taylor screamed out a “woohoo!” and clapped while Ms. Darbus place the crown on Chad’s head.
“And your Prom Queen is…Sharpay Evans.”
Sharpay smiled proudly as Ms. Darbus put the tiara on her head.
“Alright, you two, grab your dance partner of choice,” Ms. Darbus instructed before she put the microphone down and left the stage.
Chad searched for Taylor in the crowd and smiled when his eyes landed on her. He made his way to her and asked, “Can I have this dance?”
“I’d be honored,” she smiled.
He led her to the center of the dance floor where Zeke and Sharpay were already dancing and took her into his arms. They swayed to the first slow song then stayed on the dance floor as another slow song came on and the rest of the students came onto the dance floor.
When a fast song came on, Taylor and Chad left the dance floor and went to get something to drink.
“Are you having fun?” He asked her.
“I’m with you so having fun is a given,” she answered with a cheesy grin. “Why aren’t you?”
“I’m having more fun than I thought I would,” he grinned. “I wanted tonight to be perfect.”
“Well it’s not perfect because Troy and Gabriella aren’t here,” Taylor stated. “But other than that tonight has been perfect.”
Chad smiled then leaned in to kiss her. The kiss was brief, but anything more wouldn’t be appropriate for a school function.
It wasn’t until he walked her up to her doorstep a few minutes before midnight with her wearing his tux jacket and him holding her shoes that he got to give her the kiss he had been waiting to give her for hours.
It started slowly, just his lips pressed against hers, but when he felt her nibble on the bottom of his lip, he tossed her shoes onto the porch and pulled her body close to his. It was the sudden flood of light that broke their mini-make out session.
“Good night, Chad,” Taylor smiled as she took off his jacket.
“Good night, Tay,” he said. He kissed her lips once more then watched as she went into the house.
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Name: Becca (requested via NBY)
Couple: Chad & Taylor
Rating: T
Quote: "Can I have this dance?"
Setting/Event: Senior prom
Random Stuff:
- tux jacket
- painful shoes
Prom Night
Chad Danforth walked down the cafeteria steps with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and one mission in mind: ask Taylor McKessie to the senior prom. He was so nervous about asking her to the senior prom that his stomach was churning, his palms were sweaty and his mouth was feeling dry.
“I can’t do this,” he stated as he froze on the stairs.
“Hey, hey,” his best friend Troy Bolton said, grabbing his arm. “No. We’re doing this now.” He gave Chad a push and he started down the stairs again.
Silently they walked over to the table in the middle of the nosy cafeteria where Taylor, Chad’s sort-of kind-of girlfriend, sat with Troy’s girlfriend Gabriella Montez and two of her other best friends Kelsi Neilsen and Martha Cox.
The girls were giggling when they first got to the table, but as soon as Taylor saw Chad she turned and looked away. He couldn’t blame her, he had missed her hints about asking her to prom. Then again, he had asked early today and been shot down.
“So, uh… hey,” he said, trying to get her attention. “I was kind of wondering if you’d maybe go with me…”
“Oh hey Chad,” Taylor said, pretending as if she just realized he was there. “They have tuna surprise on the menu. It’s good…” she turned away from him again and muttered, “Really good.”
“Dude,” Chad sighed as he looked at Troy for help.
His best friend just shrugged.
Chad took a deep breath and tried again. “Taylor, hey… um…I’m asking you to prom.”
She turned to look at him again and said, “Oh, I’m sorry I can’t hear you because it’s so loud in here.” To make her point, she turned to her friend Kelsi and asked, “Did you hear something?”
Kelsi shook her head and Martha said, “Neither did I.”
Chad stared at the back of Taylor’s head for a second before looking at Troy for help.
“Okay,” Troy said. “Excuse me…” He turned to look at the people at the tables around them. “Excuse me everybody.” His voice rose a little louder but it didn’t help. “Ahh.. YOOOO!” He shouted.
The chatter in the cafeteria ceased and Chad gulped and let out a slow “oh my..” as every eye turned to look at Troy.
“My friend has something to say,” Troy said and looked at Chad.
Chad gulped again as everybody looked at him. His heart was racing and it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. He looked at Taylor and saw her looking back at him expectantly. He had two choices: run off and risk losing Taylor or suck it up and ask her to prom in front of the whole school.
When she shrugged one shoulder and started to turn away, Chad knew what he had to do. He glanced at the table behind him and felt his legs move towards it. He felt every eye in the room on him as he climbed on top of the table. Then he looked at her and saw her staring back at him.
“Taylor McKessie,” he said her name loudly. “Will you please be my date to the senior prom?”
His heart pounded quickly as she and her friends leaned into a little huddle to talk about it. Then she slid out of her seat and a big grin broke out on her face. “I’d be honored.”
The witnesses of the exchange cheered as Chad jumped off the table, gave Taylor the flowers and gave her a hug.
Chad was a ball of nerves as he made his way to Taylor’s front door on prom night. He had thought asking her to prom was going to be the hard part, but that had been a breeze compared to what he had had to do after to make prom perfect, perfect in his older sister’s sense of the word mind you.
Thankfully, though, Taylor had made the picking out a tux part easy for him by picking out the tux so all he had to do was get measured, but he had done the rest: made reservations for dinner, got her a corsage and got his car cleaned.
Now it was time, he was standing on her doorstep trying to work up the nerve to knock.
Even though Troy wasn’t with him, he could hear his best friend saying, “Relax man. It’s just Taylor, you’ve gone out with her before.”
“It’s just Taylor,” Chad repeated aloud. “Just Taylor.” He took a deep breath then knocked on the door.
The front door swung open a couple seconds later and he found himself staring at Taylor. Her silk halter dress was a deep purple, which matched the color of his tux vest perfectly, and fell all the way to the floor. The bust was well defined and there was a sparkly brooch on it.
“Hey Chad,” she smiled as she stepped back and let him into the house. “You look great.”
“You… you, too,” he stuttered then took a step inside.
“Thanks,” she giggled. “Come on, my mom wants to take some pictures of us.”
He nodded and followed Taylor into the living room where her mom, dad and older sister were waiting. He allowed her mom and sister to pose him how ever they wanted to and smiled every time they told him to.
It wasn’t until he and Taylor were alone in his car on their way to the restaurant that she asked, “Where’s Troy? Is he meeting us at the restaurant?”
Chad shook his head.
“He’s still going to prom, right?” Taylor asked. She took his silence as a negative answer. “Chad, what aren’t you telling me?”
“I promised Troy I wouldn’t tell you,” Chad stated.
“Wouldn’t tell me what?” Taylor asked. “Chad, what’s going on?”
“I can’t tell you,” Chad insisted.
“Then take me home,” Taylor said, crossing her arms.
“What? You don’t mean that,” Chad said, pulling the car over to the side of the road.
“I do mean it, Chad,” Taylor stated. “Now tell me what’s going on.”
Chad sighed and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. “Troy isn’t going to prom because he’s driving to see Gabriella,” he said.
“Excuse me?” Taylor said, having only heard his muffled response. “Did you just say that Troy is driving to see Gabriella?” Sitting back, Chad nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me that?!”
“Because Troy told me not to,” Chad stated. “You saw how heartbroken he’s been over her breaking up with him and he was afraid if you found out that you’d call her and warn her.”
“I have half a mind to now,” Taylor informed him. She grabbed her purse and pulled out her cell phone.
“Troy’s going to kill me,” Chad groaned.
“I’m turning my phone off,” Taylor said as she dropped the phone back in her purse.
“You’re not going to call her?”
“Of course not, I think it’s romantic that Troy is driving out to see her instead of going to prom.” She glanced at her nails. “It’s more romantic than anything you’ve done for me.”
“I asked you to prom in front of the whole school, if that’s not romantic then I don’t know what is.”
“Alright, I’ll give you a five on the romantic scale, ten being the highest, of course, but I think you can do better than that.”
Chad grumbled as he pulled back onto the street and drove them to the little Italian restaurant that his sister worked at, which was the only reason they could even think about eating there.
“Chad, are you sure we’re at the right place?” Taylor gapped as he pulled into the parking lot.
“Yeah,” he nodded.
“Chad, we don’t have to eat here. It’s really expensive.”
“You told me you love Italian food,” he stated. “Plus, my sister works here and she said she’d hook us up with a big plate of spaghetti and breadsticks for next to nothing.”
“Just like Lady and the Tramp.” She couldn’t help but smile because Chad knew that was her favorite movie.
“Exactly.” He parked the car then climbed out and helped her out. “So wait, does this make me the Tramp?”
“Well you’re certainly not Lady,” Taylor grinned as she looped her arm through his. “But on the bright side, your romance level is at a seven now.”
After they ate their dinner, Chad led her back out to the car and he drove them to the place where the prom was being held. He dropped her off at the front door then parked his car. When he got back to the doors she was standing with Kelsi, Martha and their dates Ryan Evans and one of Chad’s closest friends Jason Cross.
“Hey,” Chad greeted. He gave Jason a high five then shook hands with Ryan. “Where’s Zeke?”
“Sitting in the limo with Sharpay,” Kelsi shook her head. “She wants to make a grand entrance after the prom starts.”
“Typical Sharpay,” Martha stated. “Taylor, I love your dress.”
“Thanks, yours is great, too,” Taylor said. Martha’s dress was black and accented her shapely figure. “Yours is great, too, Kelsi.” Kelsi’s dress was mostly white with a few scattered polka dots on it.
“Thanks,” Kelsi grinned. “But can we go inside. I’m kinda cold.”
“Me, too,” Martha agreed.
“You want my jacket?” Chad asked Taylor.
“No, I’m good right now, but let’s go inside,” Taylor smiled.
They went into the building and showed their tickets to the people inside then went into the ballroom that was decorated for the City Night Life themed prom. They got in line to get their picture taken in front of the city lights backdrop.
After they got their picture taken they found a table for them all to sit at and the girls dropped off their purses and shawls and the guys shrugged out of their suit coats.
“Do you want to dance?” Chad asked Taylor.
“I’d love to,” Taylor smiled.
He led her out to the dance floor as a fast song came on.
“I thought you couldn’t dance,” Taylor teased as they fell in beat with the song.
“I never said I couldn’t, I just said I don’t,” Chad grinned. “Plus I’ve been practicing.”
“I can tell,” Taylor said.
“Taylor, I want -” Chad was cut off by the lights going out and a spotlight suddenly on the entrance to the room. “Sharpay’s here.”
Taylor rolled her eyes and snorted in amusement when Chad’s friend Zeke Baylor came into the ballroom looking uncomfortable in a black suit with pink accents. “Poor Zeke,” she whispered to Chad.
“Better him than me,” Chad replied as Sharpay Evans made her grand entrance in a dress that could only be worn by her. The top of the dress was zebra print with a thick pink belt separating it from the long black skirt with a high slight and train covered in pink and silver sequins that sparkled under the intense of the spotlight. “Ow, I think I’m being blinded.”
Taylor giggled and moved closer to Chad’s body as a slow song came on. She rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at him when she felt him take her hand in his, interlocking their fingers.
They danced to a couple more songs before they headed back to their table. She sat down and he went to get them something to drink. While he was gone, Taylor slipped off her shoes and breathed deeply.
“Let me guess, your shoes are uncomfortable, too?” Kelsi asked as she and Ryan arrived at the table. Taylor could only nod. “I think Martha had the right idea with wearing flip flops.”
“No doubt,” Taylor laughed as Chad set a glass of punch in front of her. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” he smiled and sat down next to her.
“Uh oh,” Taylor muttered and pointed to where Sharpay was quickly making her way to them.
“Where’s Troy?!” Sharpay demanded.
“He’s not here,” Chad told her.
“What?!” Sharpay exclaimed. “What do you mean he’s not here?!”
“He’s not here, he’s not coming tonight,” Taylor stated. “Why, what did you think he meant?”
“Troy is supposed to be here,” Sharpay ignored Taylor’s comment. “He’s going to be Prom King. We can’t have a prom without our King.”
“You’ll have to,” Chad shrugged. “He isn’t here. He left for the weekend.”
“UGH!” Sharpay exclaimed before she stormed off, leaving the others to chuckle.
“You ready to dance some more?” Chad asked Taylor once he was finished with his glass of punch.
“Actually, do you mind if we sit here for awhile?” Taylor asked. “My feet really hurt from my stupid shoes.”
“I’d rub them for you,” Chad told her.
“What?”
“I’ll massage them,” Chad repeated. “Get the blood circulating again.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Alright.”
She smiled as she turned in her chair and placed her legs in his lap. She smiled at his hands kneaded her aching feet. He had magical hands, she decided as she closed her eyes. Her relaxing moment was cut short when the music stopped and Ms. Darbus took the microphone.
“Alright, it’s time for the crowning of the King and Queen,” Ms. Darbus announced. “All nominees please make your way to the stage.”
“Come with me,” Chad said after Taylor dropped her feet on the ground.
“I don’t want to put my shoes back on,” she said.
“Forget the shoes, just come with me,” he begged.
“Alright,” she nodded. He helped her up then they walked towards the stage. They parted ways at the dance floor and she found a couple friends and stood by them while he went onto the stage.
“Alright, your Prom King was Troy Bolton, but since Troy isn’t here tonight your Prom King is…” Ms. Darbus opened a white envelope. “Chad Danforth.”
Taylor screamed out a “woohoo!” and clapped while Ms. Darbus place the crown on Chad’s head.
“And your Prom Queen is…Sharpay Evans.”
Sharpay smiled proudly as Ms. Darbus put the tiara on her head.
“Alright, you two, grab your dance partner of choice,” Ms. Darbus instructed before she put the microphone down and left the stage.
Chad searched for Taylor in the crowd and smiled when his eyes landed on her. He made his way to her and asked, “Can I have this dance?”
“I’d be honored,” she smiled.
He led her to the center of the dance floor where Zeke and Sharpay were already dancing and took her into his arms. They swayed to the first slow song then stayed on the dance floor as another slow song came on and the rest of the students came onto the dance floor.
When a fast song came on, Taylor and Chad left the dance floor and went to get something to drink.
“Are you having fun?” He asked her.
“I’m with you so having fun is a given,” she answered with a cheesy grin. “Why aren’t you?”
“I’m having more fun than I thought I would,” he grinned. “I wanted tonight to be perfect.”
“Well it’s not perfect because Troy and Gabriella aren’t here,” Taylor stated. “But other than that tonight has been perfect.”
Chad smiled then leaned in to kiss her. The kiss was brief, but anything more wouldn’t be appropriate for a school function.
It wasn’t until he walked her up to her doorstep a few minutes before midnight with her wearing his tux jacket and him holding her shoes that he got to give her the kiss he had been waiting to give her for hours.
It started slowly, just his lips pressed against hers, but when he felt her nibble on the bottom of his lip, he tossed her shoes onto the porch and pulled her body close to his. It was the sudden flood of light that broke their mini-make out session.
“Good night, Chad,” Taylor smiled as she took off his jacket.
“Good night, Tay,” he said. He kissed her lips once more then watched as she went into the house.
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