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The day of prom was already upon us. Isabel was calling me and Max non stop to try and get us too come out at prom night. Max and I kept declining until we finally started ignoring her calls. That afternoon we got out suits and picked up Summer to go to Isabel's. Summer was not looking forward too going to prom. I would have to change her mind somehow.

Max knocked on Isabel's door and her little brother answers. "Isabel! Your friends are here." He said and then he left. We stepped inside her house and Isabel came running down the stairs in sweats and her hair in curlers.

"Hey guys! Come upstairs. I still have too do my makeup, and Summer's too." She said smiling at Summer. We all walked upstairs to Isabel's bedroom, where Max and I sat on Isabel's bed and Summer sat in her chair.

"Prom'll be so fun." Said Max smiling and he wrapped his arms around me.

"Totally!" Said Isabel grinning, "Where's your guy's suits?" She asked as she started applying makeup too herself.

"Out in the car." I said letting myself relax into Max slightly.

"I bet they're very handsome." She said laughing. Isabel was a perfectionist and it took her a long time to get her makeup how she wanted it too be. Once it was done thought, it looked great. She then took her hair out of the curls and it came down in light brown waves, she smiled at herself in the mirror. "Now it's your turn Summer."

"Do I have to?" She asked, Isabel nodded. She sighed as Isabel took her into the bathroom too wash her hair.

"Isabel's makeup was pretty." I commented once they left.

"Mmhmm." Said Max closing his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"We're old." Max sighed resting his head on my shoulder.

"Only eighteen for you." I said. My birthday was June first, I was still seventeen.

"You're young, I'm old." He said laughing.

"No, we're both young. We're going to prom." I laughed and kissed his head, "I love you."

"I love you too." He smiled. Isabel walked back in the room.

"Do you think I should straighten or curl Summer's hair?" She asked us.

"Curl it, definitely." Max said.

"Will do!" She said smiling and then leaving the room. We heard the blow dryer come on in the next room. Isabel told Max and I too go buy pizza and so seeing Summer would be a surprise. We left too get pizza right as she started applying Summer's makeup, so we figured we had awhile.

We got pepperoni pizza from a Pizza Hut down the street. "Do you think everyone's going to just eat pizza in their prom clothes?" I asked as we drove back.

"Wouldn't surprise me." Max said shrugging. When we got back to Isabel's Brad's truck was parked in front of her house. I got the pizza and Max got our suits and we went inside.

"Keep the downstairs!" I heard Isabel.

Brad walked down the stairs in a suit and smiled. "Pizza, good I was getting hungry." He said laughing. Then him and Max mad eye contact and the atmosphere of the room suddenly shifted. There seemed to be a huge rift between Max and Brad, and I didn't know why.

"We would hate it if that happened." Said Max as he walked into Isabel's kitchen with the pizza. Brad and I followed, Brad seemed upset by Max. We all ate pizza in silence, and it was nearly unbearable.

"Guys! Guys!" Said Isabel as she came down the stairs grinning. Isabel was in a red dress that sparked. Her hair and makeup was perfect and she had heels too top it all off.

"Wow gorgeous." Said Brad grinning. Isabel walked over and kissed him on the cheek as she grabbed a piece of pizza.

"Thanks babe." She said, "Are you ready too see Summer?" She asked, we all nodded. "Come on out Summer!"

Summer slowly walked around the corner, she wobbled from her heels. I'm pretty sure all three of our jaws dropped as Isabel beamed at her work. Summer's usually scruffy hair was curled and shiny. Her body wasn't hidden under baggy clothes but instead in a light teal dress, you could see her body shape and damn! I don't think any of us imagined her too have such a kick-ass body.

"Beautiful." Max said.

"Stunning." I added.

"Amazing." Finished Brad.

"You're welcome." Said Isabel grinning. Summer wobbled over too the table.

"I can't wear heels." She said picking up a piece of pizza and eating it.

"You'll do fine. Max and Wynter, get on your suits so we can go already. Prom starts at seven and I don't want too be late." Said Isabel laughing. Max and I went too go put our suits on, I, for one, was excited for prom.

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Prom was not exciting as I thought it would be. Isabel and Brad dances but Summer and I just stood in the corner and watched everyone. We were picking out the people who seemed the most drunk. Max was walking around talking too everyone. "She's obviously high." Said Summer pointing to a blonde girl.

"Something's definitely wrong with her." I said.

"This sucks Wynter. I can barely walk." Said Summer.

"You look gorgeous though." I pointed out.

"Yeah, but watch." Said summer as she tried too take a few steps. "I can't even wa-" she tripped.

"Summer!" I said running over too her.

"I think I broke my ankle..." She said. "Ow..." She groaned. I moved her dress away from her ankles and saw that her right ankle was not bent like how it was supposed to be.

"Oh my god!" Said Isabel rushing over. "This is all my fault! I should've given you flats instead if high heels."

"Guys this hurts. Get me too the hospital." Summer groaned. People had gathered around us in a group now.

"Come on. Help me carry her." Said Isabel. Brad drove us all too the hospital, Isabel apologized profusely the whole way there. Even when they wheeled Summer into the hospital room Isabel wouldn't stop apologizing.

"Oh my god. It's fine Isabel." Said Summer after the doctors had given her pain medication.

"I'll get you something. Oh my god I'm terrible." Said Isabel pacing back and forth.

"I have to go. Curfew is midnight and I'm already late." Said Brad. "My parents are gonna kill me."

"I can't go home yet! I have to wait until her parents get here." Said Isabel.

"Just drop me off at the school in your way. I'll get my car and then I'll come back too get Isabel." Said Max. Max made me go with him and Brad. It was dead silent and awkward in the car. It was terribly awkward.

On the way back in Max's car I asked him what was up. "What's with you and Brad?"

"He made me talk to the consolers when nothing was wrong. I guess I'm still mad. It was stupid though." He said as he got to the hospital.

"Oh." I guess that was as much of an answer as I was going to get. When we got inside Summer's parents were already there. We just picked up Isabel and went home. In my opinion it was the weirdest prom night ever, and probably the worst for Summer.

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