Lets ruin prom night, Aaron Alvarez!

Prom night is idealized as one of the most important nights of a teenager's life. Namely, a senior student. Maybe because it's slightly reminiscent to a going away party. Or maybe it's just another way to show off social status and ultimately, be crowned as king or queen. It's often said to be the best nights of a kid's life. Except for the one who's can't-- or won't-- go. But what about the ones who go, not because they love the bustle and bad pop music, but because their ultimate goal is to wreak havoc and ruin the best night ever?

Aaron peddled up to the Fairfax manor. It was a fairly large and ostentatious looking home, with a few seemingly expensive cars lining the circular drive way. Aaron always thought they were a little too showy about their money, but he never said anything because he was probably going to be contradicted with something like,"Oh Aaron you're so silly, you only think it's big because you live in what? An apartment?". He placed his bike next to the front door, not taking any precautions against a possible theft. Why would a rich kid want an old bike when they could get a new Porsche or racehorse?
He straightened himself, becoming aware of his out of the ordinary appearance that day. His curly hair framed his gentle green eyes nicely. Erin said it was 'rêveur', she'd also said the same with his braces. He assumed it meant something insulting because she laughed afterwards, and what good could anyone say about braces? She always spoke french and gestured to him. It was slightly nerve racking. He wasn't wearing his normal, laid back clothes, because that night was special. The prom. He dreaded it, mainly because he didn't really belong to a social group. And when Erin insisted they go it roused a suspicion in him. What was she planning, she'd never wanted to go to the other proms before this one. Another feeling rose that was like a tickle in the back of his throat that he couldn't rid himself of. Maybe she just wanted to go to prom and try to fit in?
Aaron quickly adjusted his tie, dismissing the ridiculous idea. He was wearing a white suit (which was lent to him), adorned with a yale blue tie. His shoes were the normal black hightops, though. No one could take those precious babies from him. No one. He rapped the door, confident in his looks. Surprisingly quick, a girl answered, throwing the door open. She had straightened black hair, parted to the left. Always to the left. (Her choice of bangs was interesting, considering she hated it when her hair got in her eyes, which were a bright blue.) It was considerably long, and hung over her dress like fog to Silent Hill. She wore a yale blue dress, to go with the tradition of a girl's dress matching the boy's tie, which in turn was accompanied by solid white stockings. Unlike Aaron her shoes matched her outfit and were a navy blue. She greeted him with a devilish smile.
"Where's my corsage, Aaron, oh don't tell me you forgot the corsage," Erin lead Aaron to her room. Aaron always wondered how she even remembered where her room was in this... Castle.
Aaron shrugged,"You didn't tell me to get one, though. Hey if you don't mind me asking, is this your attempt to confess your never ending love to me?"
Erin immediately stopped walking and he ran into her. She turned around and looked at him, clearly trying to contradict him with something witty. She stood, silent, for a moment more and aborted any witty remarks,"I guess,"
Erin's room was as large as a regular class room, and was actually one of the smaller bedrooms, and she had picked it by choice. She never really liked large rooms, the space would just go to waste, anyway. It was decorated with commissioned art and other miscellaneous posters. In the center of her room stood something new, a large dry erase board with her left handed scrawlings. As they approached Aaron saw it looked like a child's crude plan for stealing from cookie jar.
"Aaron we've been friends for quite a while now and I think you're ready for this, and if not, that's too bad because the ball is already rolling my fine braced bro," He guessed this was an attempt at innuendo to get back at him for the last remark he'd made. Too bad she was blatantly obvious. He let her progress.
"That's right, my friend, we are going to ruin the prom! Cue appraisal." She stood, hand to ear waiting for Aaron to reply, hopefully something like,"Oh wow I would of never thought of that!"
"You're stupidity amazes me sometimes. Who would think of that-- why would you do that?" Well, that backfired. His eyes bore into her with what she thought a disappointed parent would look like. She huffed,"We're not going to see alot of these people again, Aaron! The people who've called you braceface and the people who've called me a bully, you want to end up letting them go? Without a taste of their bitter and poisoned cake? Without the warm embrace of," She paused,
"Justice?"
She was actually proud of how much of a leader she sounded like... And that sweet pause for justice. She then realized how cheesy that sounded (except for the justice part that was AMAZING). She did over exaggerate on Aaron's part though. He was actually taken in pretty well, because of his somewhat weak demeanor. She wasn't as fortunate, she was recognized as a bully of sorts because of fights that often broke out between her and a girl called Violet. Her and Violet were actually very good friends and fighting was just a hobby. Like two kids playing Mario Kart. And news travels fast in snooty rich kid privet schools, with their fancy gadgets and all, so if anything happened it was spread faster than butter on bread. She did have a few friends, excluding Aaron and Violet. She'd promised a kid named DJ that she'd let him be the... DJ in her club when she opened it upon getting her parent's money. And then there was Rouge. A wanna-be gangster who liked Erin's will to fight. She wondered what his real name was? Erin was fine with being somewhat reminiscent to a social outcast, though. She was just fine being left only with Aaron. He truly was... Rêveur.
Aaron contemplated what she'd said,"It matters what you want to do. I mean, poisoning the punch isn't something I'd participate in... You know what I mean." Erin gestured towards the dry erase board.
Her hand writing was truly horrible. And the words swerved between English and French like a drunk man operating heavy machinery. He waited for her to translate; because he was hopelessly lost. She exhaled and rolled her eyes, pointing at the first drawing. It depicted the two in their formal wear in front of the school,"We'll go to the dreaded party and play nice for a while. And-- Hey! Speaking of poisoning the punch I'll just slip on over to the bowl," She threaded her hand through the air like a snake and pointed to another illustration with her pouring something in a punch bowl,"And slip some absolutely harmless laxative in the punch. Pretty genius, right?"
"How long did it take you to come up with that. Wow, don't even answer, because it's painfully obvious that thinking of that took at least 2 days." He stared at her blankly, a smile creeping to his face when Erin exhaled loudly.
"A while, okay? Anyways I ASSUME that loving stare means you agree with that section, good," Aaron didn't object to this. She then proceeded, pointing to a stick figure Aaron handing a piece of paper to a... DJ?
"Next you slip a note to DJ that reads 'Sorry to hurt your rep, buddy, but do it for the dough'. He'll then spin some retched beats that'll hopefully ruin the mood," She pointed at a large ':('.
"That's actually not much of a bad idea. Certainly makes you seem like you haven't poured weeks or anything into this scheme." He laughed at his own joke, and Erin snorted at that, moving her hand to focus on the last drawing. It was them wearing crowns, standing on a stage, Erin holding a scepter of sorts.
"Aw, dude, are we going to call forth an evil dragon?"
Erin fully disregarded the remark and began to elaborate.
"The crowns aren't kept under much security. Just a silly key, which I will 'find' in the pocket of the kid watching it--"
"Will you find it by punching him in the face, and if so, can I watch?" Aaron actually sounded genuinely interested, but she ignored him once more, and there was a swell of pride in her voice,"So once we have that, I will retrieve the super glue from your tuxedo pocket, which will be placed shortly. I put enough to stay wet until the king and queen are crowned. And what do you know, suddenly their crowns are stuck to their pretty little heads and they have to... Well actually, would they go to the ER or the Fire Department?" Aaron payed no attention to the stupid question she'd asked. That was actually pretty good, and rather wicked. He sure did hope they wouldn't get found out. Erin looked at him expectantly.
He nodded, a grin came to his face, showing off orange braces.
And Erin smiled, too.
"Let's ruin prom night, Aaron Alvarez."


Brad leaned over railing, looking out at the empty dance floor. The cafeteria had been transformed to hold the chit chat and dancing of the seniors. Soon it'd be filled with girls dolled up and boys in monkey suits. He was standing on a railing above the stage, he assumed it was normally for props and such for the horrible plays the school hosted.
He looked to his left, where a girl stood, securing a large bucket to a rope. Her hair was a fake red, and her glasses were a dark purple. Violet, actually. She looked up at him, smiling. He returned the favor but his was less sincere, what they were doing... A harmless joke right? The girl tugged on the rope to test the strength of her knot, and sighed.
"This is going to be great. She won't know what hit her... Or actually, drenched."
"Yeah... It'll be great, Violet."

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Oh god I'm so sorry what did I just unleash upon the world
Confusing same name main characters and bad writing
I'm delirious from lack of sleep so the end portion may not be Shakespearean (not of it is actually)
More coming soon I guess???

*looks up and down*
This is a pretty good start, actually :D Nice job Gro~

Ah, yes, what the kitsune of sparkly flora says c: gosh, you have such amazing writing style grogrovyle asdghygj ♥
Really hope you continue this, indeed, so have fun and all that~ c: ehe, viewing this prank will be legendary fun >3

GRO

write more ♥ please :'|

also let there be ninjas