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Prom Night
Maggie sighed as she closed the door to her room, leaning back against it for support. Worn out from the day's events, she flung herself onto her bed, sighing once again as the racing thoughts in her head settled down into one: how good it felt to hold Bianca. It had surprised her, how good it felt to have her arms around the girl, although it shouldn't have. Ever since that night...her birthday, when Bianca had looked into her eyes, she had known that she had feelings for the girl. She still remembered the ache of knowing that Bianca had been looking at Frankie, not her. Looking into Bianca's eyes, she had seen what her sister saw in her, and it had sent her reeling.
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By Alex
Today had given her new hope when it came to Bianca; she had looked into the younger girl's eyes, and seen that she meant what she said.
"I know you're not her."
Those words had sent her heart spinning, and if she couldn't get the girl off her mind before, it was utterly impossible now.
"Bianca, you are one amazing girl."
Bianca tried to concentrate as she ate dinner with her mother and Chris, but it was next to impossible. Erica and Chris were absorbed in plans for the new penthouse, and her mind kept drifting to Maggie, and their plans to go to prom together. She kept thinking about how Maggie had been acting today, how she was so excited to go to prom with Bianca, and had seemed so happy that they were on good terms again.
Not that Bianca blamed her, she was thrilled as well, and it was becoming more and more clear to her just how much of her own person Maggie was. It was also becoming more and more clear to her how much she liked that person. In a way, she felt somewhat guilty, for feeling this way about Frankie's twin, but she had a feeling Frankie would have wanted her to be happy. Now, the only question was, did Maggie feel anything like that for her?
Quietly, Bianca excused herself to go to the bathroom, and leaned against the door as she closed it behind her. She sighed.
"Maggie, you are one amazing girl."
Maggie took a nervous breath as she straightened out the invisible wrinkles in her dress. She couldn't believe it was prom night already! It seemed like just yesterday she had fumbled over asking Bianca to go with her, and here she was, standing in front of the door to Bianca's room at the Valley Inn, holding a plastic box in sweaty hands and debating whether to knock on the door or run back to her own room and hide.
Come on Maggie, you can do this.
Bianca sighed nervously as she examined herself in the mirror. She turned to each side, trying to evaluate how she looked and if she seemed as excited and nervous as she really was. She was in the middle of this pointless activity when she heard a timid knock on the door. Her heart jumped as she went to answer the door, fixing her dress and tucking an imaginary strand of hair behind her ear. With a deep breath, she opened the door to reveal the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.
Maggie was standing there wearing the slinky pale pink dress they'd picked out for her in the shop. It looked even more stunning on her now than it had in the fitting rooms. She could barely breathe as she took in the sight of the girl, all decked out for prom, little tendrils of hair curled around her face.
Maggie smiled nervously, searching for something to say as she likewise took in the sight of Bianca, dressed to kill in her dark gray outfit. The long, pewter skirt fell almost to the floor, while the steel colored top covered with black lace designs curved to show off the girl's alabaster skin, long, soft curls falling onto her bare shoulders.
There was a long, awkward silence as both girls' minds raced quickly to indecent thoughts, such as how good the dresses would look on someone's floor. Both faces flushed with embarrassment as their eyes met, and they stood nervously staring at eachother.
Inwardly, Bianca sighed. *It's so hard to control my feelings when she looks at me like that.*
Maggie could feel her palms sweating as her body flushed with self-consciousness. She was all too aware of the effect the brunette was having on her, and could only stare into the girl's deep chocolate eyes. She was only vaguely aware that the plastic box was slipping ever so slowly out of her hands. The sound of it hitting the floor broke them both out of their gaze.
"Oh, god! I'm sorry, I'm such a klutz!" Maggie exclaimed, bending down quickly to pick it up. Bianca couldn't help but notice that her new position gave her a nice view of more of the girl's chest than she might want seen.
*Stop it!* She exclaimed inwardly, trying to force her thoughts back to a platonic area. Maggie stood back up, box in hand.
"Sorry about that." She apologized again. "Um...this is for you." She said shyly, holding out the box. Bianca took the box, gasping in awe when she saw the gorgeous red rose corsage.
"Oh my god Maggie, you didn't have to do that." *But I'm glad you did* She thought, smiling. Maggie shrugged modestly.
"Well, I figured since I asked you, it was only right." Bianca smiled.
"Thank you." She said, pulling Maggie into an impromptu hug that perhaps lasted a little longer than it should have. "Help me put it on?"
"Of course!" Maggie replied, taking the box and pulling out the corsage. She slipped it gently over Bianca's wrist, noticing how soft the girl's skin was under her fingers. When she was done, she stood back and examined her handiwork. "So, shall we go?" Maggie said, holding out her arm. Closing the door behind her, Bianca took Maggie's arm and they walked out to the limo.
"It was so cool of your mom to let us use her limo." Maggie said as they walked up to the door. The End
"Yeah, she's been really cool lately. I wonder what's up?" Bianca said warily.
"Oh well, whatever it is, she's cool for right now, so let's just enjoy it while we can." Maggie replied, smiling.
"Wow." Bianca said as they walked into the decorated gym. "This is so...high school." She finished, causing both her and Maggie to laugh out loud at the crepe paper, balloons, and scantily clad cheerleaders. Their laughter was interrupted by one of said cheerleaders walking up to them, her "posse" in tow.
"Wow," Morgan said snottily. "Looks like you two were serious."
"Why wouldn't we be?" Maggie said, her attitude coming out to play.
"Well, I don't think I'd want to be seen at prom with a girl." Bianca jumped in.
"Well, gee, Morgan, it looks like that's what you're doing." She pointed out, gesturing to Morgan's little cronies.
"Yeah, where's your date right now, huh?" Maggie said, glancing back and forth between Morgan and Morgan's "date", who was on the dance floor with some random girl.
"He's getting me some punch." Morgan replied, then followed Maggie's gaze. "Ugh!" She exclaimed, storming onto the dance floor. Her posse trailed behind, ready to console her. Maggie looked at Bianca and they both cracked up again.
"Can you believe her? She acts like she owns the world or something." Maggie said, eyes twinkling.
"Yeah," Bianca concurred. "And did you see that 'dress' she was wearing?"
"Yeah, I think she left the other half at home." Maggie joked. "Come on, let's go find a table."
As the evening wore on, they became increasingly more comfortable with each other. They were too busy having the time of their lives to notice Morgan scheming with her cronies. But they would find out soon enough.
Toward the end of the night, the music faded out, and Morgan got up on stage.
"Hello everyone. I hope you've all been having a great time tonight." She said, her voice sugary sweet and her smile equally fake. "I hate to interrupt, but it's time to introduce the Prom Court for this year." A smattering of applause sprouted throughout the gym. The girl's smile became a little more knowing, and perhaps a little sinister. "This year is a landmark, because we don't have a prom king. It is my pleasure to announce this years Prom Queen and *Queen*, Bianca Montgomery and Maggie Stone."
The gym fell silent, and all eyes turned toward the two girls. Their eyes met, each taken aback, and frozen in shock. A smug grin adorned Morgan's face as she spoke again.
"Can we please have our Prom Queens come up to the stage to accept their titles?"
Maggie was the one to snap out of it, and grabbed Bianca's hand, leading her to the stage, a smile breaking across her face covering her unsure feelings. Bianca resisted at first, but Maggie looked back at her, meeting her gaze. Her eyes seemed to say "Trust me. I know what I'm doing."
Morgan's face fell as they climbed the stairs to the stage, smiling graciously as they were crowned and handed their flowers. Maggie led Bianca up to the microphone, and Morgan fumed.
"Thank you," Maggie started, as the audience began to clap. "This is such a surprise. Bianca and I"-she slipped an arm around Bianca's waist-"are very honored that we have been chosen to be this year's prom queens, and I hope that this is a tradition that will continue. Thank you, again." She stepped back from the mic, and motioned for Morgan to return to it. An idea had sparked in Morgan's mind, of how to possibly still get back at the girls, and she gladly took the mic back.
"And now it's time for the spotlight dance. If everyone would clear the dance floor for these two ladies, we'll begin."
Maggie and Bianca's eyes met again, their smug expressions of victory quickly fading. They'd been dancing on and off throughout the night, but had carefully avoided any slow songs. Now here they were, all but forced to dance together to a slow song, and they were both terrified.
I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
Reluctantly they walked to the middle of the gym as the song started.
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't someone please take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I'm, I'm with you
Slowly and nervously they drew together, Maggie's arms around Bianca's neck, Bianca's around Maggie's waist, careful to keep their distance as much as possible.
I'm looking for a place
Searching for a face
Is there anybody here I know
Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Slowly, the girls began to drift together, their bodies now pressed against one another. They were both acutely aware of the other's heat and scent. Although the close proximity terrified them, they were also afraid to back away, because that would be acknowledging that they were that close to begin with. Maggie's head rested on Bianca's chest as they danced, the rest of the gym watching in awe of their courage.
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't someone please take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I'm, I'm with you
Oh why is everything so confusing
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I'm, I'm with you
Maggie could hear Bianca's heart beating rapidly in her chest, and she could feel her own beating just as fast. The feel of Bianca's soft skin on her cheek became too much for her, and she pulled away slightly, putting some space between their bodies. Their eyes met, and they couldn't tear themselves away from the gaze.
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I'm, I'm with you
Finally, Maggie couldn't take it anymore. She pulled Bianca's head towards hers, her lips meeting the girl's in a hesitant kiss. Breathing became irrelevant as the kiss grew deeper. Maggie's arms pulled Bianca's head closer, even as Bianca's arms pulled Maggie's body in close to hers, reveling in all of the feelings she was experiencing.
Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I'm, I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm with you...
The song ended, and the gym erupted in applause as they parted. They jumped apart, each shocked at what had just happened. Their eyes met again, each pair full of questions that would take a lifetime to answer. Their gaze was broken when Morgan noisily stormed out of the gym, her lackeys trying desperately to keep up. They laughed nervously, covering up the feelings that had just been let out.
The rest of the night went by pretty quickly, with no mention of what had happened on the dance floor. Morgan never showed her face again, and finally it was time to leave. They climbed back into the limo, and realized that there really was nothing to talk about, now that they were alone. The awkward silence followed them back to the Valley Inn, where Maggie walked Bianca to her door.
"Well, um, thanks." Bianca started awkwardly. "I had a good time ticking off Morgan and her little clique." She finished, laughing nervously.
"Hehe...yeah, it was fun. Um, I'm glad you had fun." Maggie replied, staring at the floor. "Uh...I'd better get back to my room, I really want to change into some comfortable clothes." She said, quickly starting to walk away. Bianca found her courage and called out to her.
"Maggie, wait." Maggie stopped in her tracks, her heart pounding. She turned around slowly, unsure of what to expect.
"What's up?" She asked in a failed attempt to sound casual. Bianca's mind raced with possibilities.
"Uh...do you want to come in, hang out for a while? We could order some sundaes from room service or something." Maggie considered the options, and finally gave in to her desires.
"Sure. That'd be nice." She said, following Bianca into her room.
Maggie closed the door behind her, and sat in an armchair, far from where Bianca was sitting on the bed. After some awkward moments of staring at the floor, Bianca looked up and spoke.
"Maggie, I have to be honest." Maggie's heart sped up at hearing this sentence, her mind swirling with possibilities. "I didn't invite you in just to 'hang out'." If her heart had been racing before, it was winning the marathon now. "I think we really need to talk about what happened tonight."
"What do you mean?" Maggie asked, laughing nervously.
"You know what I'm talking about, Maggie. You kissed me." The words hung in the air as Maggie looked at the floor, trying to rein in all of her conflicting emotions. "I thought you weren't gay." Bianca ventured, desperate to break the silence.
"I wasn't!" Maggie exclaimed as she looked up at Bianca, unable to hold in her intense feelings any longer. Bianca's eyebrow jumped at Maggie's use of the past tense. Maggie realized what she had said. "I mean, I'm not! I mean...God I don't know what I mean." She admitted as she dropped her head into her hands, her confusion overtaking her.
Bianca could see the effect this subject was having on the girl, and decided to try a gentler tactic. She walked over to where Maggie was sitting, squatting to look into the girl's downturned eyes. She steadied herself on Maggie's trembling knees and spoke.
"Why?" She asked vulnerably, afraid her feelings might show. Maggie looked up at her sharply. "Was it to bug Morgan?" Maggie chuckled.
"I wish I could say it was just that." She said, her feelings and the warmth of Bianca's hands on her legs resolving her to let her feelings out. She could see Bianca's hope, her fear of being found out, in her honest eyes. Bianca's heart jumped at Maggie's words. "To be honest, Bianca, she wasn't anywhere in my thoughts when I was kissing you."
"Well, what does that mean, Maggie? I mean, was it curiosity, was it some ulterior motive, I mean, wha-" Her sentence was cut short by Maggie's lips capturing hers for the second time that night. Maggie poured as much of herself as possible into the kiss before she pulled away, gasping.
"Bianca, I kissed you because if I'd had to go one more second without feelings your lips on mine I would have gone more nutso than my Aunt Vanessa." Bianca smiled, her heart bursting with happiness.
"Is that even possible?" She joked. Maggie put on the best serious face she could muster under the circumstances.
"Very." She said solemnly before a smile fought its way back onto her face. Bianca smiled back mischievously.
"So, does that mean you want to kiss me again?"
"More than anything." Bianca smiled again.
"Good." She said simply as she propped herself up on the girl's knees to meet her lips once again. Maggie felt how uncomfortable the position was, and slid herself onto the floor to be level with Bianca, her lips not leaving the other girl's all the while. They knelt on the floor together, enjoying the taste and sensation of each other's lips, for an immeasurable amount of time before they realized that they were both kneeling on the floor in their prom dresses, when there were many much more comfortable options available to them.
Reluctantly, Bianca pulled away from Maggie, placing one last kiss on her lips before speaking.
"We really should think about getting more comfortable." Maggie smiled.
"I'm comfortable as long as I'm with you, Bianca." She said, then caught herself. "Wow, how corny was that?" She laughed.
"It wasn't corny. It was sweet." Bianca said, placing an equally sweet kiss on the girl's lips. "But if you want to be with me, you're gonna have to get off of the floor, 'cause my knees can't take this anymore." She said lightly.
Maggie smiled, pulling herself to her feet then helping Bianca up. Her smile faded when she looked at the bed. Bianca noticed the girl's discomfort, and quickly moved to reassure her.
"Look, Maggie, we don't have to do anything you're not ready for. I'm content just to hold you, if you're okay with that." Maggie smiled gratefully at the girl who had stolen her heart, and kept surprising her.
"I'm very okay with that." She replied happily. "However, something tells me it wouldn't be that comfortable in our prom dresses." Bianca laughed.
"No, I doubt that would be very comfortable." She agreed. "Why don't I find some pajamas, and then we can get comfy?" Maggie nodded.
"An excellent idea."
After changing, the girls slipped into the bed. Maggie snuggled into Bianca's arms, placing a kiss on the girl's lips before resting her head on her chest.
"Bianca?" She said sleepily.
"Yeah?" Bianca replied, her fingers playing lazily with Maggie's hair.
"I love you." She admitted, her arm squeezing the girl's abdomen briefly. Bianca's heart swelled at the girl's confession.
"I love you too Maggie...I really do. I'm so glad you're here right now." Maggie smiled sleepily.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere." She swore. "Now g'night, Bianca." She said, snuggling up further into Bianca's side.
"G'night Maggie."