If I had a nickle for everytime I met a guy like you,I`d have 5 cents(Ryan Ross Love Story Info)

It all started at prom. Yes,I was 19 and still in high school but thats because I had to re-peat 12th grade.

My friends and I had been planning prom for 5 months and it was finnaly here.

They all had dates.Mckenzie-Sam,Beth-Aaron,Marlee-Drew,Keola-Jaime,and finnaly Nicole and Victor.And I was the only one without a date.

I thought I would have a date a month ago,but while all my friends and their dates were exchanging corsages,I was rubbing my wrist.
"Are we done with the love-making?"I finally said.Keola turned towards me and nodded her head.
"C`mon guys."She said taking Jaime`s hand.
"Finally!"I said walking out-side.My dress,a Black and white skinny thing,was short enough to not pull up on the way to the limo.We all got in and I popped the champange.
"Hey,did you guys hear,"Drew said."Panic!at the Disco is playing?"
"Yeah,My dad set them up."Sam said.
"Awesome!Wait,Why didn`t you tell us?"Mckenzie asked,taking a drink.
"Think of it as a pre-prom gift to all of you."Sam said standing up and bowing.He,Nicole,Victor,Jaime,Drew, and Mckenzie were still short enough to stand with knees slightly bent.

He sat down and threw his arm around Mckenzie.We arrived at the Hilton hotel 15 minutes before Prom began.

In the other 15 minutes we were in the limo,I had done my make-up "Night-mare before christmas"Like.I loved that movie.

Drew tipped the door-opener and we all went inside.I said goodbye and went backstage to test the lights.

I belonged to drama and was assinged lighting for the prom.

I climbed up to the rafters and took hold of the spotlight for the principal to annonce Panic.

They took the stage and I turned on the neon lights and strobe as "The only difference between Martrydom and Suicide is press coverage" started playing.Spencer was going on a drum-thingamajig and he tossed a drum stick into the air,not realizing that he was right below the light rafter I was on.

The stick got caught on a hook that was essential to keeping the rafter up.

The rope snapped and I was sent tumbling down.The band,minus Ryan,flew off-stage.

I felt strong,but small hands grabbed me in a princess position.I had closed my eyes before I fell and when I opened them,Ryan Ross was smiling down.
"Hi."He said.And it was that one hi that sent my heart melting and my stomach doing gymnastics.