Chapter 27: The Dance

Blake's Point of View

I sat there in awe. This was unbelievable. I couldn't even wrap my head around it. How was this even happening to me? Out of all people, I'm lucky enough to pursue my dream. It was unrealistic, especially for how I was. I don't deserve this second chance.

I used to be the guy that hated his mom. I couldn't stand to be in the same room. News about her only angered me. I didn't want anything to do with her and now I want her in my life. I want her to know me.

I used to be the bad boy. The one everyone wanted to be or be with. I used to be the guy that slept with girls for fun and then threw them out the next day, not caring about them. I used to be the guy that stole money, raced cars, and even joined a gang. I was the guy who smoked everything imaginable and drank every ounce of alcohol possible. I hated school and I hated being told what to do even more. But then something clicked.

I quit the gang. They weren't too happy but I paid them off. So, they left me alone. I stopped smoking illegal drugs and stayed with cigarettes, but even that I don't do much anymore. I kept drinking and using girls but that slowly died down. I still showed up to school because I wanted to play football. All I ever had in my life was football.

Then I met Krissy, well Kate. It was supposed to be the same thing with her. Sleep with Kate and then drop her. But there was something about her that I couldn't let go of. Slowly, I understood Krissy and got to know her. I started liking her as a friend and before you knew it, I loved her.

I'm extremely happy I didn't leave her, use her. Because of Krissy, I now have a future i'm looking forward to. I'm graduating high school in a couple of weeks. I practically got a full ride to UCLA for football. My grades have improved tremendously. I fixed my relationship with my mother. My sister is my best friend. Lastly, I now have a steady girlfriend.

Krissy changed my life. Yes, she lied to me in the beginning. She pretended to be this girl and then hid it from me. She made me fall for both of them. It was horrible because I felt used and unwanted. I felt played by my own game, as but I learned from it all.

I learned that you can find love in unimaginable places. You can find things you were looking for in places you weren't looking in. I found love with a nerd. I love this nerd and she loves me. She helped me gain a future, a family, and love. Krissy is amazing and that's why I vow to always love her. No matter where life takes me, Krissy will always be at the finish line. It may take a few months or even a few years to reach it, but I will. I promise I always will.

-

"Smack that! All on the floor. Smack that! Give me some more!" Sophie shouted at the top of her lungs. She was smacking a pillow and moving her hips. With my eyes closed, I covered my ears.

I will never be able to hear that song again. My sister cannot sing that kind of song in front of me. I don't even care if she's dating my best friend. I don't want to hear about or see my sister's sex life. I'm scarred forever now.

"I think my ears are bleeding." I said trying to forget the god awful image. It was engraved into my brain.

"Oh chill Blake. You know that's going to be you in Krissy after prom." Sophie teased. I grabbed a random pillow from her bed and threw it at her. I aimed at her head, perfectly hitting her square in the face. "Hey!"

"What Soph? Can't see your brother hitting you?" I teased. She narrowed her eyes at me and stuck her tongue out. I rolled my eyes. She was so childish, but it's one of the things I love about her.

No matter what happens, she is always going to be here for me. We were apart for years but as soon as we were reunited, it was like she never left. We get along almost all the time and we have all the same friends. She's my twin sister for a reason.

"So, what are your plans for prom?" She asked. I ignored her comment and focused on the ceiling. It was a white popcorn style. Some of the pieces were bigger than others. I wondered if they were sharp. Was it called popcorn because of what it looked like? "Blake Tyler!"

"What?" I asked irritated. I hated when she used my full name. It made me feel like I was in trouble.

"You do have a plan for prom, right?" She asked. She studied me carefully, awaiting my answer. I sighed. I was stumped. I had no clue what to do for prom.

I did know I had to make dinner reservations but I didn't know where. I also didn't know if I was supposed to make a hotel room reservation or do I throw one of my parties? Did Krissy even want to hangout after prom? Did she want to go straight home? Wait, what is she wearing to prom? I have to get my tux and a tie. Don't even get me started on the stupid flower thing. Where do I even buy that?

"Blake, breathe." Sophie said. She walked over to me and sat on the edge of the bed. "I'll help you get through this. Whatever you do, Krissy will love it. She has to. She loves you."

Her words made me slightly calm down. Whenever anything had to do with Krissy, I got nervous. I didn't want to mess this up. I loved her too much to just throw it all away for something stupid I decided to do. I wanted this night to be perfect; a night we won't forget.

"You gotta help me Soph." I asked in desperation. I was out of ideas. She smirked. An idea was already popping in her head.

"Don't worry about a thing." She said. And now, I had to worry about two.

-

I was done. I hated this. Why was I even doing this? There were so many choices and styles and colors. Why was I here? Can't I just get a random one and hope it works? Why do I have to try on so many different kinds?

"Sir, how does it fit?" The man asked. He was slightly old, well a lot old, with a long white beard and a bald head. Wrinkles framed his face as dark rimmed glasses sat in front of his eyes. His petite frame did not allow him to reach my shoulders.

"Great, I think?" I asked confused. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was used to having fitted tuxedos but I have never actually been to a fitting. One of dad's assistants always took care of that.

After talking to Sophie about prom, she thought it was a good idea to ask mom about tuxes. Mom was excited about it. She always was when it came to me looking somewhat fancy. She was even more thrilled knowing I had come to her for help. I guess she's just happy that I don't hate her anymore.

Anyway, my mom thought it'd be a good idea to get a custom made tux since I didn't have one tailored specifically to me. I shrugged and said whatever. I just knew I had to look appropriate for this night. Sadly, that also meant I had to get a nice pair of dress shoes and that stupid flower thing.

Mom has tried to teach me to pronounce it, but I can't. It just sounds like croissant and that only makes me hungry. I mean what even is the point of that? It's a bracelet full of flowers that the girl wears. Can't she just wear a regular bracelet?

"Sir, please turn slightly." The tailor said. I did as I was told, admiring myself in the mirror. It had three mirrors together, showing me my best side. Who am I kidding, I don't have a bad side.

This whole process only made me nervous. It was Krissy's and I's last night before graduation. Well, the last school event. I just wanted it to be special for her since I know she had never been to any school events like this.

I wished I would have met her sooner so that i'd be able to show her off at homecoming and all the other dances. I would have loved to have her wear my football jersey around school and then cheer for me on Friday nights. I wished that she would have came into my life earlier so that I would have been able to get into the same school as her.

I know she doesn't tell me this, but she's disappointed that i'm moving so far away. I know she wanted a future with me because I know I want one with her too, but my dream is to play football and the only school that is willing to grant me that is UCLA.

I mean I got into some community colleges but this is a huge opportunity. I'd be stupid to pass up a division one school. I could even get scouted for the NFL there. There's so much possible in California. The only thing missing would be her.

It's killing her to know that we might have to break up being three thousand miles away, but I am not going to let that happen. She is the one and even if it takes us my four years for us to be fully together, I am not going to let her leave me.

"Sir, you are now ready." The tailor said breaking up my thoughts. I nodded down at the man and looked in the mirror. It was a simple black, almost a very dark navy blue color. Sophie said it was going to match perfectly to Krissy's dress. She hasn't told me what color it is, but apparently we were going to look great together.

"How much is it?" I asked the man. I began to take off the jacket to change into my shirt and jeans.

"Your mother has already paid, sir. Please leave the tuxedo on the couch in the dressing room. I will packet up and have it shipped to your house." The man said. I nodded. Of course my mom would do that. She probably also wanted it shipped so I didn't ruin it before the big day.

"Thank you." I said. I took my clothes into the dressing room and changed. I left the suit on the small white sofa and stepped out of the room. I thanked the man again and walked out.

I was instantly surrounded by rich folks. It was like Beverly Hills, but in New Haven. Everyone who was anyone in this town, shopped here. I walked over to my car and got in. I had one more stop to make before I go home. After all, prom was this weekend.

-

Krissy's Point of View

I relaxed as I let the lady do her job. Her hands dug into my back, undoing any knots and stress that had accumulated. I was more than stressed for this dance. I mean it was my first dance. It was the first one with friends. The first one with a date and especially the first one with a boyfriend.

That word is still so foreign to me. I, Kristina Reagan, has a boyfriend. A boyfriend who just so happens to be the notorious bad boy of the school. I'm the school's nerd and somehow, I managed to score the most attractive and popular guy ever. I was still beyond concerned about him having have chosen me to be his girlfriend.

Don't get me wrong, I love him. He's sweet and protective, caring and charming, but i'm afraid i'm going to bore him. He's going to live in California where it's full of skinny beautiful models. How is he not supposed to fall in love with much beautiful girls?

"K, are you alright?" I heard Morgan say from beside me. I sighed, nodding, until I realized she couldn't see me.

"Yeah. Just stressed about the dance." I mumbled. I heard her groan before some movement occured from next to me.

"Krissy, you have nothing to worry about. This dance is going to be amazing. You are going to look amazing. We are going to have the time of our lives and make memories. Just relax. Soph and I have everything covered. You just need to show up and look pretty." She said. I sighed. She had a point.

Sophie and her had everything covered. We went shopping for my dress which I was skeptical about. I mean I was about to purchase a dress for a one time use that cost hundreds of dollars. I wasn't too excited about spending money I didn't have. But, once we were there, I fell in love with one specific one.

After spending hours at the mall, I found one. It was a strapless yellow dress with a slit down the side. The skirt was slightly see through while the top had a sweetheart cut with a ribbon at the waist. The most exciting part was that it had an open back. There was a sheer chiffon fabric that made it seem like it was elegant enough for prom, but not as expensive as all the other ones I had seen. The price was somewhat between my budget. I couldn't say no.

"So, what is the plan for prom?" I asked Morgan. I had been trying to get Sophie to tell me what she has planned, but she won't spill it. She just keeps telling me to wait until tomorrow.

"Well, we are going to get ready and look amazing, then the guys will come pick us up. We'll take pictures then go out to dinner and head to prom." Morgan said very vaguely. I sighed. I knew that they were planning something epic for after the dance. I assumed it was a party but no one has confirmed my suspicions.

"When are we getting ready?" I asked. The masseuse stopped rubbing my back and gestured me to sit up. I guess my massage was over. I was slightly less tense but I was still super stressed about the dance and my entire life. I have about two months left with Blake and then our whole world is about to change. I just hoped that this change was for the best.

"We are going to get ready at my house around 10:30. We have pictures around 4:30. Dinner is at 6 and then the dance starts at 8." She said. She sat up and looked at me. "Relax Kris. Everything is going to be fine. Just enjoy yourself for once. You can deal with the problems of the future later."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in. She was right. This was my last night as a high school student to have fun. Granted, I didn't have much of these nights, but I am going to make the best of it. I can deal with my boyfriend moving across the country later.

"Now, let's go get our nails done." Morgan said slipping on her clothes. I nodded, doing the same.

-

I stared at myself in the mirror. Was this really me? Was I really the girl looking back? This cannot be my reflection. I'm not meant to be pretty. I'm not meant to look like a girl. I'm meant to be the shy nerd in the back of the class, not knowing a thing about actually being a girl. Yet, here I was dressed for prom.

My hair was parted in the middle with subtle waves framing my face. My makeup was done lightly. I had defined brows and a light brown shadow on my eyes. I opted for my contacts tonight. I didn't want to deal with my bulky glasses.

My cheeks were rosy and highlight was covering the high parts of my face. Bronzer made my skin a golden color while my lashes deepened my eyes. I lastly had a nude lip. I didn't want so much attention.

For shoes, I chose a pair of simple silver strappy heels. It was a good thing I got a pedicure with a french tip. My nails were also a french tip. I wanted to be minimalist. I also had on a gold bangle bracelet and a few gold rings. My earrings were also gold, dangling down the side of my cheek.

I was amazed at how different I was. This was unlike me. I had changed in just a few months and for once, I actually liked that I was different than my usual self. I was acting like a girl. I was living in the moment and not worrying about the future. I was finally a teenager.

"We look amazing." Sophie said admiring herself in the mirror. Morgan was in the bathroom, finishing getting ready. Somehow we had spent about six hours getting ready. I was beyond amazed about how much work this took.

I mean I did have to shower and shave. Shaving took forever. Morgan said I had to be as hairless as one of the sphinx cats. I wasn't sure what she met, so I looked it up. I felt bad for those cats. Anyway, after I showered. Morgan had begun to do my makeup. I sat at her vanity for a good hour and a half. Sophie then began to do my hair, keeping it very simple. I'm grateful that the both of them did not overdo it. They knew exactly what I wanted.

"The boys should be here soon." Morgan shouted. Sophie applied another layer of gloss before flipping her brown locks over her shoulder. I nodded, ignoring them both.

I was nervous to actually go to the dance. I was fine with getting ready. I was fine with taking pictures. I was fine with going to dinner. But, I wasn't as prepared to actually attend the dance. I wasn't aware of how these school dances went. Were we supposed to dance all night? Are people going to be staring at us? Am I going to know everyone? Actually, scratch that. I barely know like 20 people.

The doorbell rang, interrupting my thoughts. My heart stopped. It couldn't be time? I looked over at the clock on the wall and saw that it indeed was time to go. It was time to be a teenager.

"They're here!" Sophie screamed. She grabbed her clutch and began to elegantly walk out of Morgan's room. I was impressed with her walking in heels skills.

I grabbed my brown clutch, which held my phone, debit card, keys, and lipgloss. I then followed her out of the room. I was careful when descending the stairs and stepped into Morgan's foyer. I was a little out of breath but I was used to the long walk. After all, Morgan lives in a mansion.

"You look amazing." I heard someone say as I rounded the corner. The guys were in the living room. They were all definitely dressed to impress.

Asher was wearing a very dark navy blue, almost black suit with a grey button up. He was sporting a black tie and grey dress shoes. He matched very well with Sophie.

Sophie was wearing a very light silvery grey chiffon dress. It had silver detailing around the bust and straps, creating a v-neck. Her hair was up in an elegant twist pinned to her hair with loose curls framing her face.

Adam was wearing a black tuxedo with a white button up and a black bowtie. His hair was lightly combed. It was the best dressed that I had seen him.

Morgan had come down and was standing next to Adam. They matched very well. Morgan was wearing a very light, baby doll pink dress. It was a v-neck, spaghetti strap dress. It cinched at the waist and flowed to the floor. A long slit from the thigh to her feet made the dress perfect for Morgan. She loved showing off her body. Her hair was in very loose, almost wavy curls. She pinned it back, almost creating a half up half down. She looked amazing.

"Babe, you look amazing, although I prefer when you wear your glasses." Blake said. I took him all in. He was wearing a grey tux with a black tie. His hair was actually combed back. His blue eyes popped, making him look even more attractive then he already was.

"You look great too." I said to him, feeling my cheeks redden. He chuckled before pecking my lips. I felt the fireworks go off as we touched. Smiling, I separated from him.

"I can't wait for tonight." He whispered. I wasn't sure what he meant by it, but he made me nervous. I wasn't sure what was going on tonight. Usually i'd have to know everything, but i'm just going with the flow.

"Come on guys. We have pictures to take and memories to be made." Sophie yelled. The guys groaned. I rolled my eyes at them. Whatever Sophie had planned, promised that tonight was going to be a night we'd never forget.

-

Stepping out of the limo, I admired everyone around me. They were all dressed in very expensive gowns, wearing very expensive jewelry, acting like this was the Grammy's. I guess every school dance had to be a fashion show.

I felt an arm snake around my waist. I looked to my right and saw Blake looking down at me. He had a huge smile on his face as we locked eyes. I sighed. Tonight was barely half over and I was already having the time of my life.

Pictures were almost a disaster. Sophie micromanaged everyone and had us stand is specific positions. The boys all had to take a picture with each other and then one with their date. Sophie and Blake took a picture and then Blake and Adam. The three of them took one. Sophie and Asher, then Sophie and Morgan, Sophie and I. Morgan and I took one. Blake and I took like ten because he never wanted to smile. The whole process was just a mess but we had fun. It was definitely going to be something I remembered forever.

Dinner was also fun. We went to Texas Roadhouse because Morgan wanted to be original. I also think it's because it was cheap and no one else from school would be going there for dinner. The food was delicious and the staff was nice. They enjoyed seeing us show up in expensive ball gowns.

"Alright everyone." Morgan called for our attention. We stared at her as she continued speaking. "We are going in and having the time of our lives. We will dance our asses off and laugh until our stomachs hurt. No moping and no sitting. We are here to have fun!"

"Now, come on. The dance started." Sophie said dragging Asher inside. He looked slightly scared as she pulled him through the double doors.

Our dance was located at one of the very expensive and five star rated hotels. We had it here every year, or i've been told. I guess it was easier than to organize it all in our gym. Plus, the idiots could book a room and do whatever they'd like after the dance.

"Ready?" Blake asked me. I was fidgeting with the corsage he got me. It was a pearl bracelet with yellow flowers. Small white flowers for detailing. He had the matching boutonnière on his left side of his tux jacket.

I was surprised he didn't bring me a piece of bread. I'm sure I would have embarrassed him all night if he had. I'm guessing Sophie helped him, especially since I don't remember actually telling him what color my dress was.

"I'm ready as i'll ever be." I said to him. He nodded. He unwrapped his arm from my waist and took my hand. Intertwining our fingers together, we stepped inside to the ball room.

The theme was a Night in the City. Twinkle lights hung across the walls as skyscrapers were placed around the room. Fake street lights were placed in the corners as a cardboard cutout of the Brooklyn Bridge was placed near the dance floor. It seemed like we had stepped foot in New York City. It was beautiful.

People were standing around talking. Some were enjoying the refreshments which consisted of bite size desserts and soft drinks. A punch bowl, which i'm sure will be spiked later, was also present. This all seemed like just in the movies.

"There's a table open over here." Sophie said coming up to us. We followed her towards it. The rest of the gang was sitting down, admiring the room. Student council did a pretty good job.

"I'm surprised about how well they did." Morgan commented. I nodded. "I thought this theme was going to be trash."

"I know right. Either way, all that matters is that it's a dance so come on." Sophie said jumping out of her seat. She reached for one of Asher's hands and pulled him up. He yelped in surprise causing us to laugh. "Oh come on."

Asher rolled his eyes and followed his girlfriend onto the dance floor. They both merged in the small group of people, disappearing from our view.

"Let's go Adam." Morgan said getting up. He nodded, being a little more happy about having to dance. Morgan giggled and held his hand. They, too, disappeared into the middle of the dancing high schoolers.

"Do you wanna go?" Blake asked. I watched as people rubbed themselves up against one another. I think that's what they called grinding. To me, it just looks like dry humping.

"Maybe?" I said. It was the first time I would dance with Blake. Usually I would start off with Morgan and Sophie, then later the guys would show up. By then i'd be somewhat tipsy and enjoying myself. I am currently not tipsy and very nervous about dancing with my boyfriend. Did he expect me to dance like these other girls? Was I supposed to only dance with him during slow songs? Do I wrap my arms around him while I dance? What were the rules to these kind of things?

"Kris, I see your gears turning. What's wrong?" Blake asked. I sighed. I can't keep anything from him. It's one of the things I love about him. He just knows when i'm scared, nervous, or mad.

"I'm not sure how I'm supposed to dance at these things. I've never been to a dance. Seeing all these girls makes me uncomfortable." I voiced my feelings. I felt his hand on my cheek, pulling my face in his direction. I melted when my eyes met his. They were full of concern and understanding, making me fall deeper in love with him. I still question how I got lucky with him.

"Ignore everyone else. It's just the two of us. No one else is around. Now come on, let's go have fun." Blake said getting up. I nodded, doing the same. Taking his hand, we walked over to the dance floor.

At first, it was hard to walk through the sweaty bodies, but they let us through when they saw it was Blake. We quickly found our friends after that. Morgan was smiling as she swayed her body. Her hands were wrapped around his neck while Adam's hands were on her waist. Asher and Sophie were the same. The only difference was that Sophie was a little more modest about her dancing. Morgan was shaking her butt all over.

"Finally!" Sophie said upon seeing us. I smiled at her. She smiled back, focusing on her boyfriend. I looked around and saw that everyone was dancing differently, yet the same. Now I was nervous.

"Relax. Just place your arms here." Blake said taking my hands. He wrapped them around his neck and placed his hands on my hips. The gesture seemed almost normal to me. The difference was that we'd usually kiss, not dance. "There. Now move your body with mine."

We began to rock side to side. I relaxed in his hold, feeling comfortable and unaware of my surroundings. I ignored the upbeat song and focused on the man in front of me. I stared into his eyes and saw love and adoration. My heart began to beat a little faster. Now this was a moment I could cherish forever.

-

Feeling his arms around me was the best feeling in the world. I never wanted it to end. But deep down, I knew we wouldn't last forever.

"Ladies and gentlemen! If we can get your attention. It is now time to announce the King and Queen of Hartford High." Our principal said. She was standing on the stage. Another teacher was next to her with the crowns. "So your senior king is Blake Tyler."

The whole room burst into applause as Blake walked up towards the stage. That was expected. He is the most popular guy within the city. Everyone who is anyone knows him and even those who aren't. Blake is just a well known guy and it doesn't help that he is extremely attractive. I guess being a Tyler also adds to his popularity. His dad is one of the wealthiest men in the state. I wouldn't be surprised if he were of the country too. Don't forget to mention that Blake is the notorious bad boy. Everything illegal that he has ever done has been known by everyone. Even things he hasn't done. I'm still not sure which of the rumors are true.

I watched as my boyfriend stood next to our principal. She set the gold colored crown on his head. He gave the crowd a heart warming smile. It made my toes curl as to how happy he seemed up there. It's as if that was where he belonged. His eyes roamed the crowd, landing on me. His smile widened even more. My heart began to beat faster, still amazed about being with such a wonderful guy.

"Now please welcome your Hartford High 2018 queen Morgan Buchanan." Our principal said. Morgan was a few feet away from me. She screeched in surprise. She knew she was nominated but didn't expect to win. We all thought Adrianna was going to win. She hugged Adam before walking through the crowd to the front. She smiled at our principal as she set the tiara on Morgan's head. "Now the spotlight dance."

The room darkened as a single spotlight shined in the middle of the dance floor. I watched as Blake took Morgan's hand and led her down the stairway. Together they walked towards the middle. Blake placed his hand on her hip as he held her other hand. Morgan placed her left hand on his shoulder. Together they began to sway to the beat of a slow song.

After a minute or two of just them dancing, Adam cut in and took Morgan away. She giggled before wrapping her arms around him. Blake smirked as he walked over to me. He placed his hands on my hips and rocked me side to side. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and relaxed.

"So King Blake," I teased, earning me an eye roll. "What are you going to do as king?"

"I am going to make you my queen. I love you Krissy." He whispered. My heart skipped a beat as he said those words. There was so much meaning behind them that I never wanted to forget this. "No matter what happens Krissy. You will always be my queen."

We twirled around the dance floor as the slow song continued to play on. Other couples were doing the same, enjoying their last bit of time together. Soon we'd all be scattered around the country. Prom would just memories and this moment would just be a dream.

"Blake, let's go." Sophie said interrupting us. Blake frowned before turning towards his sister. Asher had his arm around her waist as she waited for a response.

"What Sophie? You ruined our moment." Blake huffed. I giggled. Asher chuckled before being interrupted by his best friend. "Is it time?"

"Time for what?" I asked. I still wasn't sure what we were doing after prom. I knew that my friends had something awesome planned. I assumed it would just be a party since that's what everyone always does.

"Our awesome party babe." Morgan said coming over to us. She smirked, matching Sophie. I gulped. Both of them together screamed trouble.

"You are in for one memorable night." Blake said. His eyes were narrowed and his signature smirk was plastered on his face. His blue eyes darkened as he stared at me. A wave of emotions flowed through my body. Whenever he looked at me like that, I wanted to collapse onto the floor. It's as if he has this super power that makes me melt in an instant. If it weren't for his arm around my waist, i'd be a puddle on the ballroom floor.

"Whatever it is. I'm ready." I stated. They all cheered, earning some glares from the people around us. That only seemed to add to my nervousness. Whatever they had planned, it was going to be a night to remember.

-

My ears hurt. I could feel them practically bleeding. The music was so loud I couldn't even hear myself think. The DJ that the Tyler's got definitely knew how to party. Everyone that was currently in the Tyler household was dancing or drinking. You were either doing one or the other, or even both. Everyone was having a great time.

"This is amazing." Sophie said bouncing next to me. She had a bottle of some type of alcohol in her hand. She was tipsy. Morgan had just left us to grab herself another drink. I was not drinking. I was just observing everyone around me. I didn't want to be under the influence if anything happened at this party.

"You have had way too much to drink." I laughed. She pouted before drinking what was left in the bottle.

"Here." Morgan said handing me one. I shook my head. She frowned before thrusting it in Sophie's face. She took it happily. "So where is your boyfriend?"

I shrugged. He was probably with his friends. On the way to the house, Blake told me that this was the last party he was going to throw during high school. He said he might throw one for graduation but he wasn't sure. I only nodded, not knowing what to say. I know that he is going to miss all his friends here and wants to have one last hoorah with them.

"I think he's with Asher and the boys." I said. Sophie giggled before widening her eyes. I gave her a confused look. What was she looking at? I turned around and saw Blake standing there. He was dressed in his typical bad boy apparel. Black jeans, a white t-shirt and his signature black leather jacket.

"Krissy, can you come with me?" Blake asked. I nodded, feeling very confused. Something was off about him, but I ignored it anyway.

He reached for my hand and pulled me away from my friends. Pushing past the crowd of drunk teenagers, he led me through the living room and the kitchen to the backyard. People were scattered around, just talking. It seemed a lot calmer outside. The music wasn't heard, only an owl in the distance. The moon lit up the night sky, glimmering in the pool water. It was relaxing. I needed this.

"Thanks." I whispered. I wrapped my arms around my body, feeling slightly cold with April breeze. I was wearing black skinny jeans with some rips and distress in the legs. My top was a white graphic tee with the front tucked in my pants. My shoes were black booties with a small heel. Even with them on, Blake was still taller than me.

(ignore beanie on Blake & leather jacket on Krissy. only using a picture to help with description)

"For what?" Blake asked me. He slid of his jacket and placed it around my shoulders. I was instantly warm. It was as if his arms were around my body. I could smell his scent, making me wish it were his arms around me.

"For bringing me out here. I needed this silence. The party was giving me a headache." I joked. He chuckled before looking into my eyes. I was caught off guard with the way his gaze was studying me. His smile lifted up as he continued our eye contact. He reached for my hand, lightly taking it in his.

My heart was beating fast. I could sense something big was about to happen. It was making me really nervous. I didn't know what could happen. Everything seemed to be perfect tonight. I was going to remember this night forever.

"I want to thank you Krissy." He said. I frowned. What did I do? Why is he thanking me? "For being with me."

"What do you mean?" I asked. I was really confused now. Where is he going with this conversation.

"I want to thank you for pretending to be Kate, for being sassy in Spanish, for being the nerd who sat in my class." He said chuckling. I rolled my eyes but continued to listen to his monologue.

"I want to thank you for letting me into your life. I was a real douche in the beginning. All I wanted was to be the guy that stole your v-card. I wanted to be known as the bad boy that got the nerd to fall in love with him. But all that changed. I guess getting to know you helped me realize that not every girl is bad. Having a messed up relationship with my mom and sister had me think that girls were only meant for sex and nothing else. You taught me that there is good in everyone. Heck, I get along with my step-brother now.

"But I mostly want to thank you for giving me a chance. I have grown to love school. I even have a scholarship for football. I have grown to enjoy the time I have with my family. My mom and I are on good terms. I understand why she decided to leave me. But I have definitely grown to believe in love. I love you Kristina Reagan. I love you to the moon and back. I want you to be with me forever." He said. I felt overwhelmed by his words. My heart was swelling up with love while tears threatened to fall. Blake's words made me realize that I learned a lot too.

I learned that there are many more important things in life than school. I had so many first experiences and fails this year. I went to a party. I got drunk. I got grounded for sneaking out. I ditched school! I made new friendships. I also learned to love. I had my first kiss. My first date and my first boyfriend. I found true love. This year was definitely going to be one I remembered.

I looked at Blake. He took something out from his pocket. It was a small black box. I froze. This wasn't what I think it is, is it? He can't be thinking about that right now. We have our entire lives ahead of us. It's too soon, way too soon.

"I know that we are going to be away from each other for at least four years. Being three thousand miles away is going to be difficult, but I want you to know that no matter what happens, no matter where life takes us, just know that you are my forever. I promise you that." Blake said with so much emotion in his eyes. My tears were now falling, blurring my vision.

This felt like a goodbye but it also felt like it was a see you later. I know that we can't be together during college, but maybe we can be later. I know that Blake is the one. We'll come back to each other. I just know it.

"I want you to have this Krissy." He said taking out the small black box. He opened it up, showing me a necklace with the letter K in crystals. It was the same one we bought during Christmas for Kate. It was the one I chose for myself, in a way. I chuckled upon seeing it. It seemed like so long ago since I pretended to be someone else to get the boy. Time has changed since then. "I want you to where it, to remember me while we are apart. And I want you to put this on the necklace."

He took out another black box. This one was even smaller. He opened it up, revealing a silver band. It had a single crystal in the center. It shined in the moonlight. It was beautiful. I knew what this ring meant. It meant forever.

I took the ring out of the box and slid it onto the necklace. I held the priceless jewelry in my hand before gesturing to Blake to put it on. I moved my hair to one side, giving him access to set the charm on my neck. He clasped it closed, turning me around.

"I love you Krissy." He said with so much sincerity and love. He took my hand and pulled me into him. I closed my eyes and kissed him. I wanted him to know that I believed him. That I wanted him to know how much I love him. That we won't be just high school sweethearts. We'll be more than that.

"I love you Blake Tyler. I always will." I said to him. Staring down at the necklace around my neck, I knew that what Blake said was true. No matter what happens in these next four years, we would always be there for each other. We'd always find our way back. I know that Blake would always be the one.