Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Chapter 2.2 ~ All About Him

Italics are the lyrics to this song. Please listen, enjoy, and read.  ~ Zoe

The night finally came. Prom. The night every teenage girl looks forward too, dreads, and cherishes for the rest of her life. Where people find love, betrayal, and an obviously spiked punch bowl. Ahhh.

'Cause Im all about him, him, him, him, him.

And its even more special when you have someone to go with. Someone who is special to you.

And he's all about me, me, me, me, me.

Someone who is all yours, and no one else can have them. They are expressly there with you, and only you.

And we don't give a dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, about nobody-e-e-e-e.

Can you tell I read to often? Well I do. Romantic novels too... hmm. Maybe it's something I should stop..Nah.

Joel turned up at the door about 30 minutes early. I had just finished getting ready, and didn't even do my hair. He said he didn't mind, but I did.

Well, had him shooting for me like a ball team. Every guy was a knock out, Don King.

Dusk had gained, and lost a girlfriend in the few months Joel and I had been together. He had been hurt by her, real bad, after she dumped him for some other team guy. Some people, huh? Well anyway, he decided he wasn't up for seeing her with some other guy, all dressed up and gorgeous. So he stayed home.

But none of them had smarts, that's my thing. Not enough to have balls..Spalding ;D

We headed straight to the school, and walked inside. The music was heard down the halls, as we passed couple after couple while we walked by. We entered the dimly lit gym, which hadn't lost it's usual aroma of sweaty teens, and dirty socks. The music blared in our ears, and I noticed not many people had turned up. Anti-prom was also on. Figures.

Joel took me to the side, and handed me a bouquet of  red roses, right out of my fairy tale.

Never, ever met a guy so fly. Got me hooked like apple pie..

"Thank you, Joel, they're gorgeous!"

"You're welcome, baby"

I think I'm falling, and I don't know why.. but I won't fight these butterflies.

He took my hands in his, circling the back of my hand with his thumb, drawing me closer to him. I took a deep breath and all I could smell was his tantalizing cologne. It was a familiar smell to me, but got me every time.

'Cause Im all about him, him, him, him, him.

He then took a hand away from mine, and used his index finger to bring my chin to his face, and my lips to his. I'd gotten much better at this kissing thing, trust me.

And he's all about me, me, me, me, me. And we don't give a dang, dang, dang, dang, dang about nobody.

We enjoyed the kiss, savoring each other, but I'm not one for big displays of affection in public, so we ended it.

"Yo, Yo, Yo! Let's take it slow! Grab a partner and have a go!" cried the DJ.

Joel and I both snickered at his oh-so suave presenting skills, before he laid his hand gently on my waist, and I  mine gently on his face. We swayed to a beautiful song, not speaking, or making noise. Just enjoying being each others.

Don't do nothing much at all. Just we and his boys, watching football.

I brought my lips to his, before nuzzling his nose in the typical cutsey-couple way.

He asked me for a I gave him two. He said "Why thank you,baby", and I said "Your welcome, Boo"

After not to long, the music sped back up, and we got funky on the floor...I know. I'm sorry.

We were the best couple on the floor, I think. Joel wasn't too hard on the eyes while in movement either..Eh? Eh?  We twirled, swirled, and twisted long into the night.

'Cause I'm all about him, him, him, him, him.

We tried to take a beautiful prom picture, but it really turned out as a big goof up on film. I kept them both anyway, memories and such. Something to tell the grandkids.

And he's all about me, me, me, me, me. 

Soon enough we gave up on dancing all together. Other activities took over.... way over. He was so good to me, I don't think I could have gotten any luckier.

And we don't give a dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, about nobody-e-e-e-e-e.


"I'm tired" I complained to Joel, after being at a horrible attempt at a prom for over 4 hours. It was late, and I was tired. For the last half hour we had done nothing but sit around, and look pretty.

"I know. Me too babe."

"We should head home.."

"..How 'bout we wait til the end, since we've come this far. This is the final song, and I'd like to dance it with you, Sunny."

I smiled at his adorable nickname, that he knew would get me to do anything he wanted me to do.

"I'd be honored, baby." I replied, holding my hand above my head, for him to take, and pull me up.

He took me close to him, and we swayed to the last song, and my mind wondered. What would I have done tonight without him? What would I be doing? Sleeping? Studying? Maybe just crying with Mom, like I always used to. Joel came along and saved me from that. A Hero.

'Cause I'm all about him, him, him, him, him.

He gazed into my eyes, and into my soul. His own eyes were clouded, and I could only see love in them, for me. There was no other girl he looked at tonight with those eyes. Just me.

And he's all about me, me, me, me, me. 

His hand was firmly on my hip, and the song played on to a pretty melody.

And we don't give a dang, dang, dang, dang, dang about nobody-e-e-e-e.

The song ended, and I went to pull away from Joel, but he kept his grip hard on me.

"I love you, Sunny. So, so much. Do you love me?"

"Of course! Why did you even ask me that? I say it all the time, you're everything to me!"

"Prove it" he breathed. It was then I knew what he wanted. And it was then that I knew what I was willing to give.

I gave him a tiny nod, and he took me in his grasp again, kissing me passionately. He then too my hand, and we rushed to his car. I expected him to turn off somewhere, but we headed straight to my house, and into the door.

He continued to kiss me at the door, and my night ended in sheer ecstasy, love, and adoration for the man I knew I loved.

'Cause its all about him, him, him, him, him.

And he's all about me, me, me, me, me, me.

And we don't give a dang, dang, dang, dang, dang about no body-e-e-e-e-e.

'Cause I'm all about him......

'Cause I'm all about him....

And we don't give a dang, dang, dang....

*Lyrics by Auburn - All About him *


  1. Wow. Are babies gonna come Already?? They were naked at the end, right?

  2. seriously...they did that at her house where her mom or brother could have walked in? He should have at least gotten a hotel or something.

    ok I see sad days ahead for her. I hope he doesn't dump or something after this.

  3. Agreeably, not the best choice of location.

    Thanks for reading, and keep your forecasts in mind <3