Alexandria is a prom dress designer in London contracted to design and supply dresses for private school proms. 

Damien is a police detective. 

Technically their paths should never cross. 

Instead Damien is investigating a string of robberies at the prom locations and comes to suspect Alexandria of being an accomplice.  

Their relationship begins with him nearly arresting her and grows into something very different much to his dread.

-

Contest entry for Writing Prompt Contest 57

Prom.
"I don't want to go," I fight Peré. It's been seven months since the trial.
"It's prom, you have to go," he fights back.
"Why would I go to prom alone for a school that hates me?" This fight has been going on for weeks, but he took it to a whole new level this time. He told me we were going somewhere, would not tell me where though. It was a dress store. When we got here he forced me inside then we started the fight all over again.
"Please just pick out a dress, just in case," he pleads.
"No, because then you would really be wasting your money," I say turning to leave the store.
"No you could wear it for like a wedding or something," he says running to block me from the door.
When I didn't answer he said, "How about we just pick out some dresses and you can try them on for fun. You can play dress-up".
I don't really believe him but I might as well humor him, "fine, but you will not buy me anything".
"mhm," yeah I don't believe him one bit. I look around the colorful store full of expensive dresses. I start to walk around a bit, I see a few dresses I like so I grab my size.
After about ten minutes or so Peré and I make our way to the back where the dressing rooms were. The room was wide and long, little rooms with curtains hanging closed, lined the walls. At the end of the room was a floor to ceiling wall, and in the middle of the huge room was a long ottoman looking thing.
Outside the room was a clothing rack where I could hang all the dresses. I hung them up, then took one back down and entered the changing room.
The dresses I pick and the dresses Peré picked were very different. I could easily tell which ones I picked and which ones he did, mine were more simple, one color, no designs. Whereas his were colorful, full of designs and flowers. I decided to try on one of mine then one of his, then one of mine one of his, you get the point.
The first one I tried on was one of mine, after getting it on I walked out of the little room in a simple blue floor-length dress. The top was tight, and the bottom was loose but still clung to my body a bit.
Harry seemed to like it but he ushered me away quickly to try on one of his dresses. The next dress was of course his, it was a bit more ball gown but not too extravagant, thank god. The color was quite cool, it kinda looked holo, it was both blue and green, changing when you moved.
"Wow," Harry said when I walked out.
"It is really pretty," I agreed. "But it's so extravagant, not really me".
"I agree, go try on some more simple ones," he said.
"So try on all the one I picked out? I don't think simple is what you were looking for and if it was you need to check your definition," I say teasing-ly.
"Shut up and go," he laughed. After an hour or so of trying on dresses, we finally left the store. There was one dress I really liked but I didn't see a point in buying it because I would probably never wear it. I made sure I acted as I did with every other dress so he would not try and buy it for me. While he went to the bathroom I jumped in the car.
Once we arrived home I headed up to my room, when I opened my door I could see that my LED lights were one pink-red, which is weird because I always make sure they are off before I leave. I walk into my room and see flowers everywhere, "what the hell is going on here," I ask myself.
My closet door opened and my best and only friend walked out. "Hazel Green, will you please go to prom with me," she asks. I could tell she was trying her absolute hardest to not laugh.
"What the hell are you doing in London? Not that I am not happy you are here," I exclaim.
" I want to go to prom with my best friend, now would that be a yes or a no? And it better be a yes because I spent a lot of money on all this, " she says.
"We both know this was all Harry," I laugh.
"I am offended," she cries. "But you are not wrong".
"Of course I will go to prom with you, but I don't have a dress".
"Yes you do, " Harry says walking into my room holding a dress bag.
"What do you mean? Where did you get that?"
"Well I saw how you looked at this dress, I could tell you loved it so I texted Louis and he came down, to pay for it and bring it home while you were still trying on dresses," he explained.
"Ok well I will leave you girls alone, dinner should be ready in an hour or so," he said and left my room. Prom is tomorrow night so tonight we have time to Hang out and catch up. I have missed my best friend.
"Why didn't you want to go to prom? You used to want to go," she asks curiously. 
"Yeah I did but that was before my mom died, I go abused for months, I go to a school where everybody hates me, and my only friend lives on another continent," I laugh.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it was that bad. If I would have known how bad it got I could have gotten Harry and Louis there sooner," she whimpers.
"It wasn't that bad before I called you and before you think it, it was not your fault that it got worse. I made it worse all by myself," I plead.
"If you hadn't left to call me then you wouldn't have been in trouble, then you wouldn't have run and it wouldn't have got worse," she argues.
"I could have called you from my room," I fight back. "Plus if I didn't turn off my emotions then I wouldn't have locked you out and I would have stayed with my dads".
We talked a little about my old school and how things were before dinner. After dinner, we came back upstairs and watch a few movies before falling asleep.
"Kay, I got you girls a nail appointment at noon then, you will come back home where my stylist will be waiting for you. After your hair and makeup are done you can put on your dresses and head to dinner before heading to prom," Peré explains after shaking us both awake.
"If we don't have to be up till noon then why did you wake us up at eight in the fucking morning," I ask after yawning.
"Because I figured you would want to watch a movie while you ate breakfast in bed," Harry explained as Louis brought in a huge tray covered in food.
"Oh my god thank you," Rose said looking over all the amazing smelling food. There was a huge pile of chocolate chip pancakes, bacon, some fruit, and what looks like two large cups full of chocolate milkshakes.
"Yeah seriously thank you, you guys did not have to do all this," I thank.
"No we didn't but we wanted to," Harry said with a big smile.
"You mean you wanted to and dad wanted to watch," I tease.
"Hey watch your sass, I have not eaten breakfast yet and I could easily take all this food away," Louis says trying his hardest to sound mad but completely failing.
"You mean the sass that you gave her," Harry said pulling Louis out of the room with him. He stuck his head back in and said, "enjoy your breakfast".
We decided to watch Pretty Women because it's a good movie, and why not? After that, we watched an older show called The Secret Life Of The American Teenager until it was time to head to our nail appointment.

Do you know who you are? Do you know where you came from? You ancestors? Have you always know who your parents are? Most people already know who their parents are and always have. I thought I knew who I was, and who my family is but I guess I was wrong. I didn't know was adopted until I went to my idol concert. I met my dad's and I got to live the life I was supposed to. But then I made a terrible choice... Hi, my name is Hazel Green (or stylinson, or Tomlinson, or Styles) and my life is kinda crazy.

Warning - verbal and physical abuse, suicide attempts, neglected, and anorexia. If any of these things trigger you I would advise you to not read this book.

Veronica and Zara made way for the door when the last bell rang. They had been talking non-stop about prom, and soon prom fever had spread through the school.  
Teachers had a difficult time teaching students who would talk of nothing else. The city's dance classes suddenly saw a rise in dance enthusiasts as prom season arrived. Shops began offering attractive discounts and displaying the best collection to entice students.
Zara had never seen Veronica so excited in life. For once, she didn't mind her chirping about boys; it's all that any other girl talked about anyway. Veronica blabbered on and on while Zara took out her books to start completing her homework. 
Veronica had taken matters into her own hands and had secretly spoken with Rose to shell out some cash to buy a dress for Zara.
Veronica shut Zara's books and shoved them in her bag. "Are you even listening to me? We have to go shopping."
"But it's two weeks to prom night. Why do we have to rush?" Zara argued.
"It's only two weeks, and if I wait for you, we will have to go with what we are wearing right now. Get up, up!"
"Okay, okay, I am getting up. Stop creating a ruckus."
The two walked past Jake's truck and Zara suddenly felt as if she was blessed by an angel. She hated shopping and had found the perfect excuse to stall it.
"Oh V, wait. I forgot something."
Veronica turned around, "No tricks, Z. I know you just want to run away from shopping. But, as long as I am there, you are not going anywhere girl."
Zara opened her mouth to reason, "But-"
Veronica mimed zipping her lips, "Shut it, no more arguments."  
Veronica bounced in her car seat, half-pulling and half-dragging Zara. They drove out of the parking lot towards the store that Jake had mentioned during his first interaction with Zara.
They stepped in as an old lady helped them get their measurements first. It was a small store but it had an exquisite collection of the latest fashion trends. All the walls were lined with glittering and extravagant dresses that Zara knew would cost a fortune.
Zara argued that she was only there to help her friend, but the old lady persisted. "Enjoy the moment dear, while it lasts. It's not every day that a young lady goes to prom night."
Zara giggled at the excitement bubbling around her. They checked out one aisle after the other and laughed their heart out, cracking jokes and making fun.
Zara felt blessed to have amazing people, such as Veronica and Jake, in her life. She felt whole and complete. She also realized she hadn't thought of Ryan or missed him in the last few days. It meant progress. 
He had been a drug that would only give her a moment's pleasure, not a lifetime of happiness. It was good that destiny had helped her see it. She cleared her head as Veronica handed her a bunch of dresses to try.
"You go first; I am not even going to prom."
"Shut up and go change."
Zara grumbled and went into the changing room reluctantly with a handful of dresses. She tried an orange-colored dress that barely reached her thighs. Seeing so much of her own skin on display, alarmed her and she quickly picked up another.  
This one was a silver-colored floor-length dress that had a slit that ran up to her thigh. She studied her reflection in the mirror. She had never examined how she looked or dressed. She would just grab stuff from her cupboard and wear it. 
She realized she could look good if only she took a bit of an effort. And Jake was worth it, said her mind.
"Are you snoring?" Veronica hissed from outside.
Zara frowned, "No idiot, changing in these stupid dresses."


"I'm mesmerized by her fire, even if it is I who burns in it"

Small town girl Zara is a bookworm and a student who aces every exam. She is unaware of the fact that she is an Oneiro, one to occur in centuries. She can see the dreams of both angels and demons, know their deepest desires and greatest fears. But, this blessing is a curse in disguise.
Unbeknownst to her, this ability has put her in the middle of a war between heaven and hell. She is the key to find the most powerful celestial weapon ever. Heaven and hell have sent their best soldiers after her. On one hand, there is Ryan Jackson- the blue-eyed devil whose smile is enough to make her go week in the knees, and on the other, there is Jake Turner- the charming angel who is just what she needs.
 Before she knows, her life gets entangled in a complicated web of deceit, hurt, and love.
What will she do when she learns about her power? What will she do when they break her heart and her will? How will a mere mortal stand against the might of heaven and wrath of hell?

Excerpt:
Ryan chuckled, “Then why are you opening up your secrets in front of the so-called bad boy?”
When pleading and tears won’t help her she turned frustrated and vented out all her anger on him, “V was right. You don’t care about me. I bet, you didn’t even remember me for a second these past months. And here, despite her multiple warnings, I somehow felt you were different. I was a fool to think of you, to wait for you, to love-”

Ryan’s eyes darkened at the unspoken words. She was taken by surprise when he walked up to her and lifted her in his arms. She hadn’t known what fire she had kindled by letting the unspoken words tear at him.
“What did you just say?”

Zara’s face turned beet red and she tried to push him away but he didn’t budge. The effort to keep his hands firmly planted on the table was visible on his face. “Complete your earlier sentence, Z”

She faked an exasperated breath and completed her line, “I was a fool to think of you, to wait for you, to…to love this stupid dress.”
Despite her anger and despite the harsh words, he smiled. 

Not just smiled but chuckled and broke into his pearly white smile that formed a dimple on his cheek. Zara sucked in a breath at seeing him smile and laugh- his smile that had the magical ability to take away all the pain from her body and heart.

He asked breathlessly, “Is that what you were going to say?”


(Cover is not mine, credit goes to the original creator)

I realised there isnt really a nickname for Malcolm...So i'll call him Mal.

_________________________


~~Roses P.O.V~~

  He sighs then runs his hands through his hair. "I have a crush on Kyle. Not Laura." 

. . . .Woah.. . . I was not expecting that.

My crush is gay....?

I think my whole world just collapsed. Why does this happen to me? I mean, I'm truly happy for him but. . . I just. . .I cant even explain! I don't even know what to think anymore.

"Oh my gosh! Why didn't you tell me?" I fake squeal, not wanting him to get the wrong impression.

"I uhhh...didn't know how you would take it." He says nervously, biting the corner of his lip.

"Oh come on Mal, I'm your best friend, what type of friend would I be if I were to judge you for your sexuality?  Besides, I feel like I'm in some teen movie with a gay best friend" I chuckle as his nervous expression is soon replaced with a smile.

"Thanks Rosie pie." He grins slowly taking a few steps back, knowing that i'll beat the crap out of him but  boy he better be runnin for his life right now!

My left eye twitches as I slowly advance on him. "What did you just call me?" Running after him down the corridor like two little immature kids in primary school, was surprisingly fun. 

"I'M GONNA GET YOU MALCOLM!" I shout only to stop after a few seconds of running to catch my breath. Damn, I gotta work out more. I mean, its not like i'm out of shape but this is ridiculous! 

Taking in a deep breath to calm my racing heart, I let out a squeal of surprise when I was suddenly tackled to the side, landing on the ground with an oomph.

"Looks like you couldn't catch me, Rose." Malcolm teases, still crushing my body, mind you.

"Ugh! Get off you oompa loompa!" I struggle as Malcolm laughs hysterically. 

"Awh don't they look cute Kyle." Laura's voice gushes as Malcolm and I stand up quickly. 

"Yeah they do. I'm guessing you're going to prom together?" Kyle questions irritated with his hands in his pockets.

Whats up with him and his mood swings?

"Uhm actually-" I begin only to be cut off by Malcolm.

"Yes we are. We were just celebrating our excitement for prom." Malcolm lies casually whilst I lift an eyebrow up.

Is he serious? I kept my mouth shut and smile as Kyle gives me a look I couldn't quite decipher.







After classes had ended with a spastic bird flying into the window during Biology, Laura and I go shopping for a dress to wear to prom. 

"I'm thinking of something big and puffy as a prom dress, what do you think?" Laura says excitedly as she drags me into a formal dress shop.

"Hmm...Im not really a fan of massive puffy dresses, because unlike somebody here, i need my legs to breathe." I reply back looking through a rack of dazzling dresses. I sigh after ten minutes of searching. I just can't seem to find one that's perfect enough. Walking to other side, I look through a whole bunch.

This shop is so bright and colourful and sparkly and-

"I FOUND THE ONE!" Laura exclaims suddenly, cutting me through my inspection of dresses.

Rude.

"You found the one?" I question.

"Yes Rose, THE ONE!"

"The one and only handsome prince charming!?" My eyes open wide in fake surprise.

"You're so lame." Laura roll her eyes  as I immaturely stick my tongue out.

"I'm not lame you retarded walrus, I am simply unique!" I explain with confidence.

"Oh whatever, I'm pretty sure you can find other lame camels so-"

"Oooh that ones nice!" I suddenly exclaim when my eyes landed on a dress that took my absolute breath away!

"its cute. . . but mines better." She smirks and walks away to the fitting rooms.

I scoff. "As if. At least I can walk in mine without looking like a pathetic princess who has to keep picking up the dress just to walk and climb stairs. Darling, you are going to trip." I explain as I try on my dress.

"Well. . . . Well . . . ." She struggles to come up with a response. "At least my farts wont spread around the place!" 









"Gosh that was exhausting!" I groan as I plop all my shopping on the corner and lie down on my bed, closing my eyes.

"I know!" Laura agrees, closing her eyes too and she tries to fall backwards on the bed, only to end up missing and falling to the ground with a thud.

"Ouch! I think I broke my spine! OH KYLE COME AND SAVE ME FROM THIS CRUEL WORLD!" 

I scoff and roll my eyes. "You're such a drama queen on her period."

"So what if I am?" 

⚜ ⚜ ⚜ ⚜ ⚜ ⚜ 

~~Kyle's POV~~

I drop my pen and sigh. After studying for three hours, I've come too realise that this isn't my life, this isn't who I am. Being stuck in a situation where you can't be yourself, can actually be stressful and depressing. I hate pretending to be someone I'm not especially when you're forced to act a certain way.

I pack my books up and walk over to the bathroom. Finishing with my business and brushing my teeth, I walk back only to stop half way and stare at a photo that was in Malcolm's hand whilst he was asleep.

Being curious, I walk over silently and take the photo. Staring at the photo, my heart rate accelerates and my breaths come out in short gasps. 

That's not possible.

______________

He was just another typical Badboy.
      
      
      But with a little twist....
      
      _________
      
      Kyle Anderson may seem like your typical cliche 'Badboy' 
      
      You know, the flawless beauty, fit muscular body, charming and seductive personality with a hint of rebellious behaviour, captivating green eyes that lure in, contagious smile, good taste in branded clothing and vehicles, mysterious secrets and of course, the deep sexy voice that gives you the wild Jurassic park feeling inside your stomach.
      
      But, he was more than what his badboy facade gave out.
      
      
      More than what anyone would of thought...
      
      
      He was a mysterious figure that no one could figure out yet his seduction skills were irresistible.
      
      
      He was after all, just another badboy.
      
      
      Or so they thought...

The two girls roamed the city as if nothing could stop them.
One got fired up in finding a dress, which is Anna. Meanwhile, the other plainly accompanied the ambitious one, which is Lillian Grey.
At one point, it viewed like Anna is the one who appeared to be searching for a dress and that she bought in a laggard with her.
Nonetheless, the two went to a few shops where they could find a possible prom dress without going overboard with the price tag. Anna, being the shopping freak, knew which places to hit and to avoid.
Anna's target was decent looking shops and surprisingly thrift stores where, sometimes, one can find even a gem amongst the affordable stuff. So far, the two hunted down four shops and still couldn't find a perfect dress.
…
Lillian Grey stepped outside for a minute from Anna's hauling. She needed air to breathe for a few seconds.
Coming outside, Lillian drifted off slowly to a place where she could lay back and relax for a while. She watched people passing by, and it felt void.
Lillian appeared as if she got possessed by this oppression that killed her from the inside. She knew that hiding it any further will cause trouble not only to herself but to the dearest people surrounding her.
As Lillian stood by herself, alone, distracted by the thoughts that refrained her from being self, Lillian's eyes landed sideways and got stuck on a specific item displayed.
'Dolly's Boutique' – A small shop personalized in selling dresses and accessories.
It had a few dresses kept for window display, and there stood one red dress that caught Lillian Grey's attention.
A wine red long dress with pocket; Lillian kept staring at in awe.
...
"No way, mister. It is a rip-off in broad daylight. I can't accept it. Woah, when you think that you found a pretty decent dress, people try to deceive."
Anna yelled as she came out of the shop, still angered about how pricey the one dress Anna finally thought would suit her best friend.
"Lilly, come on, this man is deceiving us. We will show him that we can find a dress that is even better than the crap that he is selling here," Anna raged as she naturally thought Lillian would wait outside.
Noticing that Lillian isn't nearby, Anna gaped.
"Lilly?"
"Where did she go?" Anna scanned the surroundings.
'Don't tell me she left just like that, leaving me alone here.' – Anna worried.
'You are dead meat if you abandoned me, Lilly,' – Anna quoted as she looked about.
Moving around, Anna soon found Lillian Grey in front of a small boutique.
'What is she doing there?' – Anna thought.
She saw Lillian Grey stand in front of the window display, particularly admiring a dress that looked like its red.
'Is she-' Anna exclaimed in utter shock.
Slowly nearing her from the side, Anna noticed the slightest joy glistening across those worn out eyes.
'That's it.'
'I'm getting that dress right now. Anna, be prepared to have a great bargain battle. We can't afford to miss this dress.' – Anna encouraged herself.
"Let's go check out the dress," she said, startling Lillian by grabbing her hand forcefully. 
Marching her step inside, Anna noticed that shop to be a pretty decent one. She could smell the level of deceiving to be less in here.
'This is a great start.' – She noted.
Looking around to find that red dress on display, Anna flew right in front of it.
Anna's fashion senses were at its peak while glancing at it from top to bottom,
'Hmm… not bad, this idiot can once in a while choose a damn dress.' – Anna shot a glare at Lillian, who still seem to be in a shock.
"Where are you dozing off?"
"Come here, Lilly. Let's check if it fits you," Anna called.
"What are you doing?" Lillian asked.
"You like this, didn't you?" Anna claimed.
"I-" Lillian struggled to answer.
"It doesn't matter, I think this dress will look good on you," Anna replied, ignoring Lillian's answer.
The wine red color matched with Lillian's skin tone. The length and the waist had to slim down an inch or two for Lillian to wear. Like a robot, Anna scanned the outfit, measured it to Lillian's figure, and quickly instructed the tailor to make adjustments.
All while Lillian struggled with Anna to stop making fitting adjustments even before finalizing the dress.
"Lilly, this is your prom dress," Anna remarked out loud.
Against that tone, Lillian didn't rebel and walked away in silence.
Anna waited for the tailor to fix the dress to match Lillian's figure, and after finishing it, Anna requested Lillian to try the dress for one final checking.
Lillian went to the changing room and soon came out wearing the dress.
Anna's eyes grew instantly from surprise. She smiled brightly. 
Lillian's favorite outfits are often tank tops and jeans. She doesn't tend to wear many gown-like dresses, saying that it isn't comfortable.
Now watching her wear this stunning dress, Lillian looked even more gorgeous. The dress sat perfectly on her toned figure. The back strap did give Lillian the uneasy feeling, but against Anna's flaming gaze, she remained quiet, thinking that it is all for just a night. The high slit that ran to her things exposed her toned legs and her bare skin. Everything looked perfect except for her pathetic hairstyle and a lifeless face she wore.
Sighing to herself, Anna spoke, "Hmm… you look beautiful."
Even the owner of the store found the dress to suit Lillian Grey better than anyone who tried on it.
"You look absolutely stunning, dear. If your lover sees you like this, I'm sure they are to propose you at this moment," the owner lady complimented.
"Propose! Ma'am, that's too much for a teenager," Anna jokingly revealed that they are buying a prom dress and that they are too young to get married.
…
'Here comes the tough job, Anna. After bragging to the owner that we would buy the dress, don't fail,' – Anna kept reminding herself.
"The dress costs $175 along with complimentary choker and bracelet."
Hearing the owner speak, Anna glanced at the dress with a keen eye for details.
"Hmm…" she buzzed for a while, posing a stern look on her face.
Lillian was ready to give up at any time to leave the store. Irritated by her motives, Anna pushed Lillian away from the haggling.
With only the two remaining to discuss, Anna chose to discourse.
"Ma'am, I am ready to give $150 cash ready at once if you can afford me that rate," Anna sounded firm and convincing.
The owner hesitated, not wanting to lower the price.
Sensing her wavering, Anna spoke again.
"We don't want the choker or the bracelet and give us the dress for $150. I'm ready to buy this instant if you can agree," Anna sounded more real.
The owner glanced at Anna and saw the girl so determined. Also, she looked at Lillian Grey, who was waiting obediently far away.
Learning that the friend is helping the girl out, the owner's eyes softened and was willing to lower the price.
"Alright," the lady agreed for the deal.
Anna's face brightened instantly in joy. She thanked the owner for her help.
"It's alright. You are getting it for the prom, right?" the owner asked.
Anna admitted.
Recalling her prom memory, the owner lady relaxed and smirked.
"It is a special memory for every girl. I'll sell you the dress for $150, and you still get the choker and bracelet."
The owner informed. 
"But, we-" Anna seemed stunned.
"It is alright, dear. Many tried this dress, and it stood on the display for weeks. However, your friend, she looked lovely in this dress. Consider it as a gift from this old lady," the owner remarked.
Anna couldn't respond, and so, she smiled and nodded.
Before leaving the house, Edwin gave Anna money for the dress to buy. Edwin gave them enough cash, but Anna tried her best to bargain and won.
Paying the cash, the owner carefully packed the dress along with the accessories in a beautiful box.
"Bring it to me in case if you find any fault with the dress, which I'm sure isn't there. However, in case if you think there's a need to fix something, then bring it over. I'll help you," the owner added.
Anna thanked once again for the help and kindness; The owner wished both to have a great time at prom.
Having purchased the dress, Anna and Lillian Grey left the store together.

WELCOME to my very first novel, Get Back to You.
I'm so happy to see that you selected this book to read. I'm sure you will have a great time.

Important Note: You are about to read an LGBT novel, a beautiful love story of two women, Lillian Grey and Giselle.

The two souls bonded by love yet, pulled apart by the external entities. The two women meet years later, the subtle fire still tingling inside, allows them to reconcile but, the question to be asked is: Will they accept it or not?
******
"Here's my message for you in case if you even care about me!"
"Don't ever show yourself in front of me, ever again."
"Why?"
"Because I can't stop myself from loving you if I ever see you again."
"What you gave me is irreplaceable! It still burning in my heart, never letting me live my life in peace."
Upon hearing the shocking news about Giselle's return from her best friend, Anna, Lillian conveyed a heart-wrenching message to pass on, only if Giselle still cared to ask about her.
******
Author's Note:
Get Back to You is very special because it is my first novel and a bold choice, I would say. The once short story showed a lot of potentials to become a perfect novel. The character had a depth to them and an unheard voice, for which I wanted to bring justice by exploring and writing. Just like how we would enjoy a typical romance story between two opposite sexes, I wanted to tell a sweet love story of two beautiful women. Through this novel, I wish to improve people's viewing of LGBT relationships and hope that we show respect without judging.
Join the adventure of Lillian Grey and Giselle and in their struggles to come together. I'm very proud of creating this story, and I constantly work hard to bring justice to its storytelling. I hope that my efforts reap when the readers enjoy the tale as they travel through this journey.
The best way to show your support and share your thoughts is through comments, which I hope to see eventually. Type your constructed opinions and perspectives. Bring out any concern with your reading experience, and let me learn from your voice. And finally, this is fiction which is to read and enjoy. Please don't rule reality based on it. Have a great read here and when you encounter similar situations in real life, make sure to be wise and impartial in your judgment.

Apart from reading my novel here, there are other ways for you guys to show your love and support. 
All of your support will keep motivating me to write well.
Kofi -> ko-fi.com/ljackace
Patreon -> patreon.com/LjackAce

Follow me on my Instagram! I share all the references and some cute moments of the characters from the story:
Instagram -> instagram/ljackace

Join the discord server:
https://discord.gg/Jdvpn3a

Started a new wordpress site to release any updates, share blogposts, and announcements. So, check it out!
https://ljackace.wordpress.com/

I'm deeply grateful for having an opportunity to share the story here and for all the love I've received thus far and in the future. Thank you very much for enjoy Get Back to You!


"Dr. Williams you are needed in the operating room right now."
I was just about to take my break when I heard my name on the speaker. As soon as I heard where I was needed, I went rushing over. I enter the operating and saw a bloody body on the bed.
"Dr. Williams, he was in an accident and needs a surgery right now. He has a bullet wound on his left chest." one of the nurses told me.
"Ok. Check his vitals and get ready for the operation." I instructed the other nurses. I went to the sanitizing room and prepared for the operation.
I was about to start the operation but then my phone rang waking me up from my dream.
"Ugh! It's not fair!" I whined to myself.
I looked at my phone and checked the time and saw that it's 6 in the morning. I got out of bed and got ready to jog. I love jogging in the morning. I like to stay healthy even though I stay up late at night studying.
I wore my sports bra with my running tights and Nike shoes. I grabbed my phone and my earphones and headed down stairs. I played my favorite playlist and started running. My morning run normally takes around half an hour.
I just entered the house when I smelt toast from the kitchen. That means mom is awake. I went straight to the kitchen to get some water.
"Good morning, mom."
"Good morning sweety. Ready for your first day of Senior High?" Mom asked while preparing her coffee.
"Mom, there is absolutely nothing that is different in Senior High other than the fact that this is going to be my last year in that school." I replied while grabbing myself a toast.
"Senior High is the best year in high school. You should try to enjoy this last year before you start your college."
"Mom, I always enjoy every year. I gotta go get ready for school. I don't want to be late for my first day." I said leaving the kitchen. I know that Mom meant that I should go out on weekends and walk by the beach and have fun and not just study all the time.
I went into my room and placed my phone and my earphones on my table and went straight to the bathroom after grabbing a fresh towel from my cabinet. It does not take me more than 30 minutes to take a bath. After my bath, I wrapped my hair with the towel to get it to dry faster. I hate using blowers. Don't ask me why.
I got ready in no time. I wore my gray shirt with black jeans and black Nike Shoes. I tied my hair in a messy bun just like always. I made sure that I have all my books in my bag and my necessities (power bank, chord, earphone and wallet). I gave my room a one last sweep making sure I did not forget anything. I went downstairs closing the door of my room behind me. 
I saw Dad by the kitchen counter drinking his coffee while checking his emails in his laptop. 
"Good morning Dad." I said. 
"Morning sunshine. All set for today?" he asked.
"Yup. All set and ready to go." I replied, giving him a big smile. "I'm leaving now. Bye Mom and Dad." I said grabbing my keys before heading out. 
I don't live too far from the School. It's just a 30 minutes drive and Sophie is picking me up. She got a car for her 16th Birthday and she has been literally our driver ever since. It's the perks of being BFF with someone who has a car I guess. 
I was just about to text Emmy when Sophie's car appeared from the corner of the street. Her car stopped in front of my house. I opened the passenger seat and slowly closed the door. 
"Morning! " we all said together. You can't blame us. We are best friends after all. 
"I'm so excited for Senior Year. Finally, we are going to graduate soon." Emmy said with all the excitement.  
"This is going to be the best year ever and there is going to be prom. Aaahhhh, I can't wait." Sophie said squealing. 
"Who is going to be your date to prom, Jessie?" Emmy asked.
"I already told you guys since Junior High that I am not going to prom. It's just not my thing." I explained knowing that I will never hear the end of it once Sophie starts blabbing.
"No can do, Jessie. You are going to prom and we will find you a date." Sophie said and Emmy agreed. 
"Come on. You both know that dresses and heels are not my thing." I said hoping it would change their mind but knowing them, it will not even make them think twice about it.
Thankfully, we reached the school parking lot already. I thought they would forget about it for at least a while but then I was wrong. 
"You are going to prom and we will find you a date." Sophie said grabbing her stuff from the back seat and locking the doors. 
I love them but I hate parties and dresses and heels. 
We were heading inside when we saw Mark and Vincent heading our way. Mark is Sophie's BF and Vincent is Emmy's BF. They have been dating for a year now. 
"Hey ladies. Ready to conquer the world?" Mark said while wrapping his arms around Sophie's waist. 
"Hey babe. We need to find Jessie a date for prom." Sophie said while giving me "the look". 
"Mark, please end my misery right now. I'm begging you." I told Mark jokingly. 
"Babe, just let her be. If she is not comfortable, you can't really force her." Mark said to Sophie. " But we would love it if you would go to prom with us." he added. 
We were by our lockers when the announcement about the prom was heard all over the speakers. 
"Seniors, welcome to your first day and final year. One of the most anticipated events is prom. Prom will be held 5 months from now. As you all know, if you are not going to graduate this year you will not be allowed to attend the prom. So don't forget to study hard students. That's all and have an amazing year!"
 
Loud cheers and whistles were heard all over the hall. Obviously, everyone was so happy. I was waiting for Sophie and Emmy to gather their stuff from their lockers when the Barbie's stopped by our lockers.  The Barbie's are Megan, Olivia and Holly. Everyone calls them the Barbies not because they look like them but because they cover their faces with cakes (make-ups) trying to look pretty. They are like the It Girls but also the bullies. 
"I still do not understand why you allow these trash to drag you down the Popularity list Sophie. You should be with us not with them. Especially not her." Holly said then pointed her finger with her long fake nails just like her fake lashes at me. 
"Holly, I still do not understand either how you can not get it through your empty skull that I will never be part of the "Barbies". And never call my friends trash because if there is anybody who is trash in here... it's the Barbies. Now leave before I break your nose job and you won't be able to attend the prom with your sorry ass broken nose job." Sophie said before turning her back on them. 
Sophie Rule #1 
Mess with me but never my friends.
 
This made Holly mad and in return she pulled my hair. 
WTF! She had the guts to pull my hair?!
 
It all happened so fast. I was busy reading my books then the next minute I was pulled by my hair. I don't feel intimidated by their words and I just always ignore them but I surely do know how to fight back when I have to. 
I held her wrist and twisted it while turning so that she would lose grip of my hair. She shrieked in pain. It was not a lot of pain but she overreacted. If Sophie was mad earlier, now she is definitely furious. She was about to slap Holly but then I stopped her.
"Sophie, it's not worth it. Let's just go." I told her. 
Sophie gave me one look over to make sure that I am not hurt or anything before she agreed. We were about to leave but then Holly had to cause more scene when she saw Alexander Mckenzie, the basketball captain.
"Alex look at what she did to me. She broke my wrist." she fake cried. 
I fought the urge to roll my eyes at her drama. 
"Holly, everyone practically saw what happened. You started it and Jessie did not break your wrist. Now get over yourself and stop being dramatic." Alex said to Holly. Then he turned to me and asked me," Are you ok? Do you want to go to the clinic?" 
I almost blanked out. OMG!!! Alex literally took my side and even asked me if I'm ok. My heart was practically racing. I mean my crush just took my side. 
"Yea I'm fine." I managed to blurt out calmly. 
He smiled at me before leaving with the basketball team. After all the commotions, we grabbed our stuff and went to our class. We just sat on our seats when the bell rang. I always like sitting at the back. I don't like the attention of the teachers , that is why I don't sit in the front and the Barbies are sitting in the middle area. Sophie and Emmy always sit next to Mark and Vincent. They are practically inseparable. 
All the students started coming in one by one. The teacher was about to start the lesson when Alex knocked on the door. 
"Sorry for being late, Mr. Spencer. There were some mix ups with my schedule." Alex explained showing Mr. Spencer, our History teacher, his schedule.
"Alright, go ahead and sit next to Ms. Williams." Mr. Spencer said, pointing at the empty chair next to me.
I felt all eyes on me. Alexander Mckenzie, the hottest guy in the school, is sitting next to me - the nerd. This year just got more interesting.

Jessica Williams is your typical Senior nerd except that she has two great best friends - Sophia and Emily. She has great dreams and big imaginations. But being held up with all the studying, she does not really have much of an interesting life outside her books and her room. With her BFFs beside her, who will stop at nothing to get her to attend prom, will her best friends get to change her mind about going to prom? What will happen when her high school crush sits next to her in her history class? Will she ever have the opportunity of giving her love life a chance before the school year ends?

    Everyone seemed to be having fun, dancing the night away, girls wearing beautiful dresses and guys wearing black tuxedos. Little did I know this night would change my life forever.
    It was our last prom and everyone was making sure to live this night to it's fullest. I myself was wearing an expensive fitted red dress, which my best friend Ino had helped me pick 3 weeks ago. I was accompanied by my boyfriend Angel. He is tall and has light colored skin, he has brown wavy hair and usually dresses in a casual outfit, but today was special and he 

The art in the cover is by @Otonymous on pinterest!
This story is inspired by “Dangerous Love” in Episode, however im adding my own characters and twist.

- Eco did not mean to fall for this trouble makes, but they’re living under the same roof! What Eco doesn’t know, is that this guy will turn her life upside down..

An ordinary girl with an ordinary life. That is what she thought of herself. No extraordinary things should or could be happening to her at this teen age. Things such as magic and time travel only exist in books or novels. Not in real life, supposed. 
"Well, this would certainly be the end of my school life! "She said to herself. 
The school years has come to an end. And last thing to do was to go to the school prom. Evelyn has been staring in the mirror for an hour already. Her dress had been perfect and her make up was also beautifully done. But she's just couldnt let go of gazing in the mirror for more. On and on she's been thinking about her dimly high school life. Not a single boyfriend throughout the three years. And, what's more? She couldnt even take the initiative to invite her one and only crush to the prom – although, guys actually took the initiative to invite a girl to this kind of events. At that time, her phones rings.
"Evey, where are you? We're going to be late!" Lyla, her one and only best friend is asking for her. The one who is always besides her, taking care of her needs and whatnot, Lyla is the best person she could rely on. Realizing that she was eagerly waiting for her although she had a date for tonight really makes her heart flutters. And she quickly answered to her.
"Coming!" and she grabbed her purse and rushed to the main door. She stopped for a while to look back as she realized that mom and dad are nowhere to be seen. But then, she decided not to bother them as they too might have gone to dinner. To her relief, mom and dad had been a lovey dovey couple ever since and that's the only thing that makes her life feels great! Having a lovable parents is such a bonus to her.
There, Lyla had been waiting for her besides her date's car with a wide sincere smile. So fortunate of you Lyla for having a date to the prom. Evelyn couldnt resist but feeling a little but jealous for her. But her jealousy was a kind of good one. Just happily jealous for her best friend. And together with her, the car sped to the last prom.


******


In a glamourous decorated ballroom, a lot of students have gathered. As the theme for the prom is Tux & Lux, everybody dressed up in formal and elegance wear. Girls with beautiful and flawless dresses and boys look nice in suits and tuxedos. As they reached the entrance, Evelyn lets go of her best friend hand to her date, Isaac. She watched half heartedly as Lyla and Isaac stroll together into the ballroom. Its nice to be like her, she thought. And she have made herself clear that tonight she would let Lyla enjoy her night with Isaac. There's no room for her to bother. 
She too started to enter into the glamorous night prom while her eyes were searching everywhere for her one and only lifetime crush, Frederick. To her belief, he was already being wooed by a group of girls who wanted to be his date. Well, no wonder, because he is the apple of an eye of the whole school. Evelyn sighed. There's no way I can be near him with this. She took a second look on her pink dress. Even though the dress is still beautiful and elegance but it doesn't come from a very expensive brand. It was sewn by her own mother. Here and there, they were talking about each other suits and dresses. 
"Do they even need to do that?", she wondered. 
Not to bother the rest, Evelyn headed straight to the buffet table. She wanted to have some drink as she doesn't know what more to do. She felt alone in this very huge ballroom. 
"Maybe I shouldn't have come!" she told herself. 
"Alone, princess?" a voice behind her back suddenly makes her turned white. As if the voice means harm to her. And what more? The voice has been calling her princess! She remembered of her parents advice on that princess topic. 
"Whoever calls you princess definitely means harm!" Means harm? This guy! I must stay away from him! I need to find excuses!
"No, I'm with my friends. Now, if you'll excuse me!" As much as she could, she wanted to stay away from the guys voice. But, as she stepped out  her foot to run, a hand already took her waist and stopped her. 
"Princess, you are coming with us! Be good!" said the bad guy. From side view, she could tell that the bad guy was not from this school. He's got a big broad chest with a nice built arms. And he's also wearing a weird kind of clothes. Its like a cosplay! Is this some kind of setup?!
"No! You got the wrong person!" she pulled the arm as she could, but still, she cant barely escape the grip. What am I going to do? Somebody help me!
"Hold on right there! Release the princess!" Frederick? Its Frederick! No! Don't come here! Its dangerous! She really wanted to shout those words to him but she couldnt as her mouth was already shut by the bad guy!
"Oh? And who are you to begin with?"
"Do you even need to ask that?" With a single flick of his hand, he turned the whole ballroom into a stop motion. All the people in the ballroom freeze from what they are doing. Laughing, eating, drinking and talking, it would be amusing for Evelyn if she didn't put her situation at the first priority. 
And he changed his appearance. The handsome guy with short blond hair turned out to be a charming knight with a long silver hair, wearing the same types of clothes like the bad guy next to her. Who is this person? Where's my Frederick?
"Frayle! Its you!" shouted the bad guy. He looks afraid as he knew his true identity.
Frayle? Who? Evelyn still couldnt process what is going on at that time.  The bad guy take out his hand and summon his weapon. So did the Frayle guy. And in a blink of an eye, both weapon appeared in their hands. The bad guy's weapon looks like a big green flame slicer. Frayle's a sword. A big and handsome sword engulfed in blue flame. 
"Wow!" Evelyn knew that this is not the time to be stunned by those weapons but she just couldnt help herself. This is to amazing! For once, she 'd forgotten that she was still in the bad guys arm. 
Without any warning, those two started to move towards each other and clashes their weapon. Its fearless and dangerous. But all Evelyn could see was a nice sword dancing with her crush as the main actor. So beautiful!
The fight last for about half an hour and she almost couldnt tell when she was changed from the arm of a bad guy into the arm of Frayle, the beautiful knight. The look of admiration can clearly be seen through her sparkle eyes. So enchanting! 
With a last swish, Frayle managed to wound the bad guy. Knowing he couldnt face Frayle, the bad guy turns and, swoosh! Gone with the wind! 
"Are you okay, milady?" Frayle asked her. He was shocked to see the dreamy eyes were looking with full of astonishment towards him. Then, he noticed Evelyn's slender waist was still wrapped in his arms. 
"I'm. Fine." The answer still came out in awe voice. Frayle let go of her waist. But instead, he grabbed her hand and started to run. 
"We can no longer stay here!" 
"But, but, the people are still in stop motion!" Exclaim Evelyn. Frayle flick his hand once more and the crowds are back to normal, not knowing what had happened earlier. And Frayle has come back to being Frederick in black tuxedo.


******


"Wait! Would you tell me what happened earlier?" Evelyn stopped Frederick halfway to the car. But she just got ignored. He stepped in the car followed by her. And before she can ask anymore question, the car skidding through the road.
"Your traces became stronger as you have come of an age. So, all the tyrant can smell and trace your place. Its getting harder for you from now on. Milady." There it goes! He answered the question in one breath. Evelyn still couldn't believe what she heard. What is going on with tonight?
"What traces, what tyrant? And why are you calling me milady? We don't even say hi to each other during our school years. How do you know me? What the hell is going on? I don't understand." As she kept going on and on with her ranting, Frederick grabbed her waist once more and kiss her. 
Evelyn's eyes opened as wide as never before as both their lips engaged with each other. Deep down in her body, she could feel some alienated feeling that are chilling and tingling and fluttering around. The kiss was very passionate that she couldn't help to bear with it any longer. She pushed Frederick away.
"What are you doing out of sudden?!" She's asking while touching her lips. Its a relief that the driver couldn't see them at the back. But, still! That was her first kiss! 
"You'll understand sooner. First of all, we need to get you back home. Follow me." As the car reached the front gate of her house, Frederick took her hand and got out of it.

Evelyn is just an ordinary girl or son she tought. But her destiny is more than extraordinary. She was not from the world she has been living now. She was an heir to the throne somewhere in a kingdom far-far away. Later on, she was nearly abducted during her school prom. Her crush turned out to be the knight saving her. and her parents turned out to be not her real parents. as sthe story goes on, Evelyn was then brought to her kingdom to face with her greedy evil uncle. The journey began when she got her power to fight for her throne.

Recovering from my initial shock of Q going on dates, I am not prepared to go on a shopping marathon the next day.
-I still can't believe who grandpa might be dating at his age. I don't want another grandmother aside from Hailey and Gwena.- I think being pulled from one shop to the next by my girlfriend on this never-ending the hunt for dresses.
Being pulled into the tenth store selling dresses I only look by accident onto its nameplate. -Victor- Standing inside the entrance I can already see the instruments of torture. All kinds of dresses, shoes, and corsages litter the walls or hand on hangers around the store.
-Fuck! Why can't I go with a tuxedo or suit like all man? I would even get my hair cut if it would help my case...- I think when Merry pushes me inside.
''Did you hear the Countess and Lady Truner has both returned.'' I hear one lady of the upper class tell another one.
''Yes, I did hear both of them killed Lady Turner's husband because of an affair went wrong.'' I hear the other say.
''Oh, please all these rumors are fabrications by nonsensical gossipers like the two of you. I have seen both the Countess and Lady Turner depart from this strange metal steamboat early this morning and I can only say that I will never travel like them.'' Says a third woman.
Just when I want to continue listening in on their conversation Merry and I are greeted by a well dressed, but definitely gay goblin, dressed in a very sharp navy blue suit and a golden ring on his left hands pinky finger. 
-Hello, customers. Who may I be of service?'' Asks us the owner a well dressed, middle-aged gnome with round glasses.
''Well, Victor both my friend here and I are in dire need of two ball gowns and masks. At best their colors and themes should work well together and compliment each other.'' Says Merry happily announcing it not only to the man but also to the other customers.
''Very well. Please follow me, my lady. I'm sure we will find something for your tastes.'' Says Victor leading us to the changing rooms in the back of the shop.
Handing me a red dress the trailer explains. ''A red off-the-shoulder dress is a reminder of old royal glamour and is perfect for special occasions. This sleek evening gown is made from silk and scuba fabric to accentuate your curves and provide a shapely silhouette. The fold-over neckline with spaghetti straps and off-the-shoulder sleeves beautifully highlights the sweetheart neckline on this long slender ballgown. You will be ball-ready wearing this classic prom dress with a floor-length mermaid-style skirt. This striking long formal dress should further go perfectly with your white hair...''
Handing Merry a green on he tells her.''... You'll find it hard to believe that this green high-neck chiffon long prom dress is something for you, but believe me, it does. As chic as it is affordable, this sleeveless formal dress features double spaghetti straps that loop through the high-neck bodice and form a strappy back design. A wide ruched waistband crisscrosses and defines the natural waistline to provide a flattering silhouette. The lightly gathered A-line skirt on the chiffon evening dress billows gracefully with every step. Whether you plan to attend a ball or another formal event, this high-neck ruched long prom dress is an elegant look for any fashionista.''
After Victor has handed us our first dresses to try on he ushers us into to our respected changing room.
Irritated I check out the red dress he has handed me. Undressing, down to my underwear, the vivid color of dress begins to grow on me. Stepping into the red dress, I feel my charm instantly enhanced. Except for the off-the-shoulders look, that constantly seems to be fleeing downwards I very much like the dress.
Stepping out of the changing room I look to Merry, who looks like a beautiful wildfire in her green dress that flatters her every curve.
''Wow, Merry you look stunning,'' I tell her honestly.
''Not as beautiful as you. I have my problem zones, but your body is just perfect. You even rock your witcher-outfit.'' My djin tells me, a healthy flush apparent on her face. 
-Dah. This body was formed for perfection since birth.- I think feeling my dress escaping.
''I must say both of you look stunning. You, my beautiful redhead, are just perfect...'' Comments Victor before asking. ''... How does the dress feel? Any changes necessary?''
''Everything just fits. I will take this one.'' Answers Merry more than happy with her dress and I can only say that she has to take this one. -Can't wait to get you out of that one. Just you wait.- I think mentally undressing my beautiful girlfriend.
''From your look, I can tell that you don't like your dress. Is it the color or the cut?'' Asks me, Victor, now focusing on me.
''Can I say both? I don't really like dresses or any girly stuff. Please just give me a low cut tuxedo or suit.'' I tell the gnome honestly feeling silly not wearing any pants or armor.
''I can tell, but first let's check out your figure, I think I gave you the wrong size.'' Says Victor ignoring my comment about dresses.
After taking my measurements Victor only comments in utter disbelief before vanishing out of sight. ''Utterly perfect,... to perfect...''
Dressing in a bathrobe that the store provides I follow after the gnome only to find in standing in front of a beautiful ice blue wedding dress.
''... I guess you are used to more layers of fabric like armors.
The ivory satin bodice was padded slightly at the hips and narrowed at the waist, and corsetry that is a particular Alexander McQueen hallmark. The bodice incorporated floral motifs cut from machine-made lace, which was then appliquéd on to silk net. On the back are 58 buttons of gazar and organza, which fasten by means of rouleau loops. The skirt, underskirt trim incorporate an appliquéd in a similar manner. The main body of the dress was made in ivory and white satin gazar, using Solitudes fabrics which had been specially sourced by me with a long, full skirt designed to echo an opening flower, with soft pleats which unfolded to the floor, forming an old elven-style semi-bustle at the back...'' Victor explains to me, when I come closer to him, not really ready to hand me over the dress.
''Everything ok?'' Asks Merry who has already redressed herself the tailor.
''... Your measurements fit this dress perfectly with only one or two changes, Lady Sif...'' Victor explains mindless, stroking the dresses fabric.
''Mr. Victor? Does this dress have a special meaning to you?'' I ask the gnomen tailor, pulling him out of his memories.
''... ah... this dress was created by me more than fifteen years ago... It was intended for the royal wedding of King Quentin VII. and his elven wife,... Queen Katharina of Platin, the Mad Queen...'' Victor confesses, rendering both me and Merry speechless.
-WTF?! The next dress he chooses for me is my mother's wedding dress?!-
''... Just a month before the wedding was supposed to happen the elven rebellion broke out, killing our beloved king. Nobody ever wore this dress... I always thought I would ever consider selling it to anybody... until you Lady Sif. My artist's mind can not think of any other dress that fits your measurements or your perfection better than this dress... Please, do me the honor and wear it just ones for this old gnomen fool.'' Says Victor with glistening eyes and various emotions on his face, that just break my heart.
As expected the dress fits like a glove and make me feel like wearing an overpriced but comfortable armor.
''This is the dress!'' Comments Merry and nobody a says otherwise because this dress just fits me to a T.

Being the creator of everything isn't as fun or cool as it sounds.
Sometimes when I am extremely bored I take over one of the creatures to shake the world up a bit like starting a war, spreading a deadly disease or finding a religion nothing really surprises me...

This was the case until my own creation forces me to incarnate into the body of an unborn already doomed baby girl...

...Follow along the all mighty god in his quest to reclaim his godhood...

[Tags: Sword&Magic, Overpowered Protagonist, Female Lead, Violence, War, Politics, Revenge, Romance (Yuri), Love triangle, Mild Hentai]
________________________________________________
Chapter lengh: 1200~1400 words
Editing status: vol.1-6 edited with grammary (hope that works... Please give me feedback...)

P.S. Shared multiverse with another work of mine, 'Planolis or the legend of the titan'...

Some high school boys were gather after school hours outside the school's gate, they laughing and joking to each other, even made some bets on the card game. 
Johny :"Hey guys have you got the girls for the prom night ?"
Victor :"Not yet boss, do you have some plans ?"
Johny :"I want to take Julia, but do you have any idea how to make her go with me ?"
Donnie :"You should conquer her tiger best friend first !"
Johny :"Who is she ?"
Victor :"She's Francine Lin, she's the leader. She's a freak girl, don't you dare to play with her, she learn karate, she's good at playing basket ball also. But not easy to win her heart, who want to make a bet on her ?" No one dare to ask her out.
Donnie :"I think I know someone who can take her out, he's a freak too !"
Victor :"Who ?"
Donnie :"He's Garry Lou ! He likes to make some jokes, he even dare challenged our teacher once."
Victor :"You're right I know that guy ! Call him here Don !"
Donnie and his friends were spread out back to the school's yard trying to find Garry, after a while they found him and take him to their place. Johny told him about their plan to take some girls for the prom night, but before that he wanted to make sure Garry could take Francine with him. Garry finally agreed to the bet, if he could take her to the prom night then he could win the bet money.
Johny "If you can take her to the prom night you'll get $100 from us."
The next day Garry started his mission, he tried to approached Francine, he sat beside her at the cafetaria, even sent her a letter asking her to go out, but she just threw the letter on the garbage can. Garry had tried for a week, but got rejected by her all the time. One day he planned to confessed to her on the basket ball hall while she was practicing. To started his act, he sang Can't Take My Eyes of You on the loudspeaker and mentioned Francine's name in his song. When Francine heard it she got embarrassed, she left the field and started to chase him and to stop him singing on the loudspeaker, but Garry ran fast to avoid her and he kept on singing. All the girls and boys were laughing and shouting for them, they all supporting Garry, when he finished his song he finally knelt down in front of her with a rose on his hand for her and ask her to go to prom night together with him. 
Garry :"Francine I like you, will you go to prom night with me ?"
All students were shouting "Say yes .... say yes .... say yes...." Francine just wanted to stopped him from embarrassing her, but she got flattered also, finally she said yes to him. Everyone were clapping and cheering for them.
Victor reported the good news to Johny, and Johny got started his mission now, he's approaching Julia and asked her to go to prom night together with him. At first Julia rejected him, but he kept on persuade her "You said before if Francine will go you too. You know now Francine will go with Garry right ? Will you go with me ?" Finally Julia couldn't refuse him.
After agreed to go to prom night with Garry, Francine got anxious now, cause she didn't have any gown to wear for the prom night, and she's not from rich family. Her father rarely came home because he worked at other city, her mom only work as helper at the restaurant near their house. She asked her friend Julia about the dress.
Fran :"Hi Jules, have you got any dress for the prom ?"
Julia :"Yeah, my mom had prepared it for me. How about you ?"
Fran :"You know I don't have any proper dress, just some old fashion wear. Do you have other dress ? Can I borrow it ?"
Julia :"I think I have one, it's my sister's, but she didn't want it anymore, come let's try it."
Fran :"Really is it OK with your sister ?"
Julia :"Yeah, I'm sure, she always likes to wear new dresses, she won't look again to the old one."
After some time, Fran went out wearing her sister dress.
Julia :"Wow it fits you well ! It looks nice to you, just take it to your home."
Fran :"Thank you Jules. I'll return it to you after I wash it."
Julia :"It's OK no need to rush. By the way, do you think Garry's confession to you was sincere ?"
Fran :"I don't know, I'm not sure either. But at least I have a partner to go to prom night. Actually I don't like parties like that,  but since I've got a partner I should go right ?"
Julia :"Yeah, just consider it for the last time together with high school friends. Just have some fun girls !"
Fran :"OK I go home first."
On the D day, Garry was ready in front of her house at six with his tux, he escorted her using his father's car. When they got into the banquet hall it was crowded already, the MC had started the event with performing on the stage to  chose the king and queen for that night. Johny and Julia were there before Garry and Francine, when they saw Garry came they welcomed him and took him to the corner "Wow you're really great Garry, you finally succeeded bring her here, here's the money you won ! Just take her to the motel after this hahaha....." They all laughed out loud. Someone heard about their bet, and it came to Julia's ear also. At first she didn't dare to broke her best friend's heart, but she didn't want her best friend got harm any further, so  she told her about the bet before they went home. Francine got very mad, she went to Garry to ask about it, Garry admit it in the end, she slapped his face. Then she went out in tears to find a taxy to go home. Garry chased her out and asked her to go home with him, but she refused him. Garry was very sad now, he felt guilty to her, he decided to ask for apologize to her the next day. But she refused to see him, she was to embarrassed  and too upset. Garry went to her house for three days in rows,  on the third day he met her mom and he leaved her a letter, it said that he actually didn't fell in love with her at first but he fell for her in the end and asking to apologize him, he would wait for her the whole day on that day. Her mom persuaded her to apologize him and asked her to meet him.
Francine's heart finally melted, she met him that afternoon in front of her house.
Fran :"Ok I forgive you, you may go home now."
Garry :"If you really forgive me, let me hug you ?"
Fran :"No need !"
Garry :"Then I take it as you haven't forgave me."
Fran she hug him and cried on his chest, then she hit his chest :"Why did you so cruel to me ?"
Garry :"I'm sorry, please don't cry anymore !" He wiped her tears from her cheeks.
Francine stopped crying she pushed his body away :"I've forgive you now, satisfied ? But I don't want to be your girl friend ! If we're destined to each other we'll see each other again someday !"
Garry :"Are you planning to go somewhere ?"
Francine :"Yes"
Garry :"Where ?"
Francine :"Maybe I'll go to my brother's place in the city. I want to find some work there, I need some money to study in university someday."
Garry :"You're indeed a good girl, you have vision for your life, not like some ordinary students !"
Fran :"How about you ?"
Garry :"Me ? I'm not interested on studying, maybe I'll just help my father's farm."
Fran :"Ok, good luck for you !"
Garry :"Bye Fran, nice to know you ! Hope you'll be succeed in your life."
Fran :"Thank you"

Being bullied by her high school friends made Francine Lin got angry, so she decided to cut her long hair to be very short boyish look and dress up like a boy. Then she moved to big city right after she graduated from high school. She used to be a smart  and multi talented girl, but she couldn't go to university because lack of money, so she worked for two years before she entered university.
Marco Wang used to be a grandson from rich family Wang Jing Wen, but his father Denise Wang married to his maid's daughter Lily Lu and ran away from home, living in the small city. Since his father died, his grandpa decided to take him to the big city and compete with his cousin to inherit the company.

best prom dresses novel

微微一笑很倾城

Do You Know Who You Are?

Entangled Souls

Just Another BadBoy Story

Get Back to You

My Highschool Crush

Juvie

Our Love is Two Worlds Apart

God incarnated

MYSTERIOUS GIRL CEO'S SECRET CRUSH

People search best prom dresses also like: