Hey, so quick note, there are a few OCs in this. Denis Biersack, Andy Biersack’s son, (Black veil Brides), Jayce Gaskarth, Alex Gaskarth’s son, (All time Low), Shiloh Carlile, Austin Carlile’s son, (Of mice and Men), Rebel Purdy, Ashley Purdy’s son, (Black veil Brides), Trinity Joseph, Tyler Joseph’s daughter, (Twenty one Pilots), May Fuentes, Vic Fuentes’ daughter, (Pierce the Veil), and Valentina Precaido, Jaime Precaido’s daughter, (Pierce the Veil). My other OCs Lisa Urie, Brendon Urie’s daughter, and Kobra Way, Mikey Way’s son, are also back. I have also added in Copland Quinn, who is Kellin Quinn’s actual daughter, (Sleeping with Sirens). Enough of my rambling now, ENJOY!


“How do I look mum?” I ask as I stand at the foot of the steps.
Tonight is prom, and in less than 10 minutes, Jackson Toro will be here to pick me up. After an amazing Prom-posal, I couldn’t refuse but say yes. During band practice, he began to play Summertime on his guitar, and sung. It was beautiful, and at the end, Miles smashed his drums sticks on his drum-kit, Bandit threw confetti in the air, and Kobra and my twin Cherry, pulled down a banner that said, “Lily, will you accept Jackson Kenan Toro’s Prom-tasic Prom-posal?”
Who wouldn’t say yes?
“You look absolutely beautiful sweety,” My mum gushed.
I had on a simple black silky dress, much like the Helena dress. A pair of simple black ballet flats were my choice of footwear, and a dark smoke-y look for make-up. I had my hair curled, and pushed back it a black hair band.
I looked stunning.
“MILES! GIRLS LIKE CLASS!” I heard my dad cry, running into the room, chasing after Miles with hair-gel and a tie.
My little brother had chosen to wear a plain black suit, black button up shirt and black blazer, black dress pants and formal shoes, yet no tie, and hair in all direction.
“BANDIT DOESN’T!” He yelled.
Oh yeah, he is taking Bandit Way.
“GERARD WILL KILL ME THOUGH IF YOU DON’T LOOK PRESNTBLE THOUGH!”
Poor dad, he is really trying.
“Just do it ya big baby,” Cherry said, walking in.
Cherry and I had very similar dresses, the only difference was she wore a red cherry colour, whereas I wore a pure black one.
She was going with the other Way kid, Kobra Way. Damn he looked like he was going to have a heart-attack when he asked her. It was so cute though.
“Oh kids,” My mum cried, “You better finish getting ready, Miles you’ll need to get Bandit soon, and Jackson and Kobra will be here soon girls.”
“I’M SO EXCITED!” I squealed, jumping in place.
“ME TOO!” Cherry screamed.
“There,” Miles sighed, hair gel applied and tie in place, “You happy?”
“Yes,” My dad smirked, “Now let’s go get Bandit!”
They left leaving us girls at home.
“You girls excited for prom?” My mum grinned.
“Yes but nervous,” We said, at the same time.
“That was like the twins from the Shining,” I laughed.
“Yep,” Cherry agreed.
We continued to talk and laugh, until loud knocks at the door were sounded.
We buzzed with excitement, as both of us rushed to answer it.
“Ladies,” Jackson and Kobra said in unison.
We looked outside to see a huge Limousine.
“HOLY FUCK!” Cherry cried, “IS THAT FOR US?!”
“YEAH AND HURRY UP! THEY HAVE CHOCOLATES IN HERE!”
We looked past our dates to see Bandit waving to us, mouth full of chocolate.
“Shall we escort you to the carriage, Milady?” Jackson said, very formal, holding out his arm for me to take.
“Formal doesn’t suit you Fro Fro,” Cherry snickered, and turned to her date.
“HURRY UP GIRLS! WE STILL GOT THE OTHERS TO PICK UP!”
I looked over to see my dad driving it, with Gerard in shotgun.
I laughed, and ran down to the limo.
Once seated, I looked over at Jackson. He was wearing a black blazer, bow-tie, and dress pants, with black formal shoes, and a red button up shirt. His hair was still the un-tameable fro it always it, but it still looked hot as hell!
Kobra had on a similar outfit, yet he had a red blazer, tie, and dress pants, but still black shoes, with a black button up shirt. He looked so awkward and adorable, yet he is my sister’s, I have my hunk of fro hair, Jackson.
Bandit was looking good. She had on a pure white dress, with white ballet flats, her hair pulled back into a bun, with beautiful soft pale make-up. I can tell that Miles and she decided for the “I don’t Love you” look.
When we stopped next, it was at the house of Bronx and Saint Wentz. They piled in wearing a full sky blue suit, with a white button up shirt, black bow-tie, and shoes, for Bronx, and pale pink, with white button up shirt, tie and shoes for Saint. They looked very, um, unique.
They got into a long conversation with Jackson, Miles and Kobra, about which of us girls is the hottest, but I just zoned out, and continued to day dream.
When we came to another stop, we were at Ruby Trohman’s house. She was going with Saint, and boy was she pretty. She had on a pale purple dress, with sparkly silver heels, hair flowing out freely, but slightly straightened, and she went for an array of soft pinks and purples for make-up. She looked absolutely stunning.
When we came to the final stop, it was at the House of Lisa Urie, Bronx’s date. She walked out wearing a navy blue dress, with black slip-ons, hair long and lusciously flowing behind her, and a beautiful dark look for her make-up. She looked good, but Ruby is still winning.
Now that we have everyone, time to get this prom started.

Time skip, Prom 8:30

As we all danced to the music that echoed throughout the hall, I looked around at all the familiar faces.
Denis Biersack has taken Copland Quinn, and there was Jayce Gaskarth with Trinity Joseph. As I look around a bit more, I notice there were a few gay couples, such as May Fuentes and Valentina Precaido, and Shiloh Carlile and Rebel Purdy.
It was amazing to see the whole school to just come together in harmony, just for the night. It was like a fairy tale.
“You okay babe?” Jackson asked, “You seem kinda off the fairies.”
“I okay,” I smile, resting my head against his chest, “Just think about how perfect this night is, how perfect you are.”
He smiles his beautiful smile at me, as he leans in for the kiss.
Every minute of that kiss I treasured.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
We break apart to see an enraged Bandit chasing a hysterical Miles. Bandit had a pink stain on the front of her beautiful dress, which I am assuming was from Miles’ stupidity.
“Ha ha,” Jackson laughs softly, a deep rumble in his chest, “I knew that was bound to happen, what with Bandit wearing all white, and her date being him.”
I laugh myself. It is so true.
“Hey,” I smirk, pointing over to a corner, “Looks like the Kobra Kid finally made a move.”
Over in the left corner of the gym, Kobra and my sister, Cherry, were seen, full on making out.
“Didn’t think the kid had it in him,” Jackson laughed, hugging me to his side.
I accepted the affection, and snuggled up close to him.
“Yeah,” I agree, “But Cherry clearly did.”
He began to laugh so hard at that, that people around us began to stare.
“Sorry,” I wince, when someone gives us a dirty look.
“Don’t worry about it sweets,” Jackson smirks at me, “They just have one to many sticks stuck up their asses.”
I smirk at this.
“HEY GUYS!”
We look over to see the flamboyant, Rebel Purdy and Shiloh Carlile coming our way.
“Hey boys,” I smile, dragging Jackson over with me.
“I still find it hard to believe, the great Ashley Purdy, Black Veil Brides’ Man Whore’s, son is gay,” Jacksons smirks, shaking his head.
“Yep,” Shiloh grins gaily, popping the P, “And he is my gay.”
And with that, proceeds to suck the face off Rebel.
“Eww, guys, gross,” I laugh, and hug Jackson, “Baby save me.”
“No worries my princess,” He declares, and with that, picks me up, bridal style.
I let out a high pitch squeal.
“JACKSON!” I cry, hugging his neck, “THAT’S MEAN!”
“Hey,” Shiloh smirks, pointing to the corner that occupied Korry (That’s Cherry’s and Kobra’s new ship name), “Looks like the lovers have left.”
Sure enough, there was no sign of Kobra Way or Cherry Iero anywhere.
“Oh god,” I groan, face palming, “I hope to god, they use protection.”
Jackson lost it.
“HEY” I screamed, as I almost fell from his arms, “Put me down before you hurt me, not to mention I think people can see right up my dress.”
He sets me on the ground gently, still giggling.
“Damn,” He sighs, “Kobra’s one horny snake.”
I punch his arm lightly.
“Hey, that’s our friend.”
He waves me off, and goes back to laughing.
“Hey guys,” Rebel says, snapping us back to reality, “They’re taking song requests, let’s suggest some songs!”
We all agree, and rush off to put in a song.
We (Jackson and I) suggest Summertime by the gods, My chemical Romance, whereas Shiloh says Would you still be there by Of mice and Men, and Rebel suggests Heart of Fire by Black veil Brides.
“There we go babe,” Jackson smiles, kissing my head, “They’ll play our song soon, and when they do, we dance and sing our hearts out.”
I laugh lightly, and wrap my arms around Jackson, resting my head on his chest, swaying us from side to side slightly.

Time skip, 9:16.

Jackson and I have been waiting awhile, but the song finally comes on.
“Babe, it’s our song!” Jackson calls over the music.
“I know,” I smile at him.
“Well what are we waiting for?” He grabs my arm, and pulls me to the centre of the dance floor, spinning me around.
“When the lights go out, will you take me with you? And carry all this broken bone, the stitches and crows,” He sung proudly.
Damn he could sing.
“Highways I call home, somethings I can’t call home, until you pick me off the ground. With brick in hand, your lip-gloss smile, your scrapped up knees,” I sung, harmonising with the song.
“Wow,” Jackson sighed, “I know where your father’s vocal talents rubbed off on.”
I blush deeply at the complement, and continue to sing and dance.
“Terrified of what I'd be. As a kid from what I've seen, every single day when people try, and put the pieces back together. Just to smash them down, turn my headphones up real loud, I don't think I need them now, 'Cause you stopped the noise,” We sung loudly together, as we danced to the oh so familiar song.
People around up began to stop and stare, but did we care? HELL NO!
“You can run away with me, anytime you want.”
The smile on my face hurt, and my heart pumped heavily with the love for the boy before me. I didn’t care if tonight would come to an end, for now, I am living the moment.
As the song began to come to an end, our voices rose in volume.
“Cause if you stay I would even wait all night, or until my heart explodes. How long? Until we find our way in the dark and out of harm. You can run away with me, you can write it on your arm, you can run away with me anytime you want!” We practically screamed, Bandit and Miles joining in at one point.
We finished out dance as the song began to fade off.
“Phew,” I sighed, panting slightly, “That took a lot out of me.”
“Yep,” Miles agreed, sending an evil smirk my way.
“Bro, you can leave,” I say, letting off my own evil smirk, “But Bandit can stay.”
“YES!” Bandit said, fist pumping the air.
“AWWW!” Miles whined, “BUT SHE IS MY DATE!”
“WELL YOU SPILT FUCKING PUNCH ON MY WHITE DRESS!” Bandit cried, being just as dramatic as Gerard, “I HAVE THE RIGHT MIND TO SPILL MY OWN FORM OF PUNCH ON YOU!”
“Ooh,” Jackson called, “Savage!”
I laugh, as I made my way to the refreshment table.
“There’s no alcohol in this is there?” I asked sniffing the punch bowl.
“I dunno, get Miles to drink the lot, and if he comes back drunk then yes,” Jackson smirks.
“HEY!” He whines.
We laugh, and take a seat at the chairs around the hall.
“You whine a lot don’t you,” Bandit smirks, kissing my brother’s head.
He doesn’t respond. He just glares.
“Hey where’s Kobra?” Bandit asks.
“Yeah, and Cherry?” Miles adds.
“Oh,” I smirked, taking a sip of my punch, “Just exploring their bodies.”
“OH GOD!” Miles shreaks, putting his hands over his ears.
“I DIDN’T THINK KOBRA HAD THAT IN HIM!” Bandit howls, slapping her leg with laughter.
“Yeah,” Jackson says, shrugging, “But we just learnt that a Kobra is one horny snake.”
We lost it.

Time Skip, 9:57.

The night had been great so far. We lost Bandit and Miles after a while, probably during the mosh pit during the song Would you still be There, by Of mice and Men, and still no sign of Korry.
Jackson and I were currently standing at the back, talking to Saint and Ruby, laughing and just having the time of our lives.
“Who do you think will win Prom King and Queen?” Ruby asked, sipping her punch, which, thankfully, hasn’t been spiked with drugs.
“Well,” I began, “You have to win Prom Queen, as you are the hottest one here Ruby.”
“Really,” She said, a glint of hope in her eyes.
“Yeah hon,” Saint smiled at her, “You are the hottest one here, and that is the truth.”
“I thought it would be either Cherry or you Lily,” She blushed, looking down with a grin.
“Well, I am not that great, I mean, my make-up smudged within 2 minutes, and Cherry is out getting freaking with Mikey Way’s kid,” I laugh, hugging Ruby.
“Thanks Lily,” She smiled, hugging me back, “Who do you think Prom King will be?”
“I’m leaning towards Denis Biersack,” Jackson said, looking over in his direction, “He has the looks of his father, and his dad is an angle.”
“Really?” Saint said, shaking his head, “I would think Jayce Gaskarth.”
“Nah,” I said waving them off, “This year the school has been cutting down on Homophobia, so it is going to be Shiloh Carlile, not to mention he recently got that new tattoo.”
“Which is why he won’t win it,” Ruby cut in, saying it like it was the clearest thing ever, “Tattoos are against school rules, and therefore it’ll be Rebel Purdy.”
“How about we bet on it,” Jackson said, “Losers have to buy the winner lunch for the rest of the school year.”
“Deal!” We all agree.
“Come on Saint,” Ruby said, tugging his arm, “Let’s go dance.”
“Okay,” He said, pecking her cheek, “See ya guys.”
“Bye,” We said and parted ways.
Once they were gone, I turned to my date.
“So,” I said, “Do you want to go dance, or find some of our friends?”
“Or maybe we could do what Korry are up to currently?” He said sarcastically, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Gross,” I laughed, “Come on, let’s go talk to Denis, Copland, Jayce, and Trinity.”
I point over to the side, where the 4 stood.
“Okay,” He agreed, and we began to make our way over to them.
“HEY!” I called, waving to them as we approached.
“Hey,” Denis said in his ‘oh so deep’ manly voice, “What’s up?’
“Oh nothing,” Jackson sighed, “Just betting on who’s going to win Prom King.”
“Ha,” Jayce laughed, looking at us, “Who are the candidates?”
“Jackson says Denis,” I began, counting the names off on my fingers.
“Good choice man,” He agrees, High-Fiving my date.
“Saint says Jayce.”
“Well I am the most sexy,” He laughs, shaking his hips.
“Gross Jace,” Trinity laughs, pushing him slightly.
“I say Shiloh Carlile, and Ruby says Rebel Purdy,” I finish, counting the rest off.
“Yeah, well I am going to will,” Denis says, grinning proudly.
“Oh sure,” Copland smirks, nudging him, “I am positive.”
“Please do,” Jackson begs, “I want to win this bet.”
“Ha,” Copland laughs, hugging Denis protectively, “Back off my man Toro.”
“He’ll be mine,” He smirks in response.
“You’re all nuts,” Trinity says, rolling her eyes, “So who do you think will win Prom Queen?”
“Ruby,” We all say at once.
We burst into laughter.
“So true,” Denis says, nodding.
“She is the cutest one here,” Jayce agrees, folding his arms across his chest.
“HEY!” Trinity pouts, “What about me?”
“Sorry baby,” He sighs, “You can’t battle facts.”
She punches him lightly, and pretends to act upset.
“You won’t leave me for her will you,” Copland askes, giving off puppy dog eyes.
“Nah,” Denis says, kissing her lips, “Saint would kill me if I took his girlfriend.”
We laugh our agreement.
“Well,” I say, with a sigh, “I’m going to go for a bit more of a dance before the night comes to a close, you coming Jackson?”
He nods, and we say goodbye, heading to dance to the last few songs.

Time Skip: 10:28.

“Hey girls,” I say, walking over to May Fuentes and Valentina Precaido.
Jackson left for the bathroom a while ago, and I lost him. There was about 2 minutes until they start to announce the awards of Prom King and Queen, and he hasn’t come back.
“Hey Lily,” Valentina smiled, walking over with her girlfriend May, “Where’s your date?”
“Oh he got lost coming back from the bathroom most likely, or found some of his friend’s and got side tracked. Not that it is a big deal though,” I answer casually.
“Oh,” May smiled, “Cool.”
“You ready to hear who this year’s Prom King and Queen are going to be?” Valentina asked excitedly.
“Yep,” I say, just as excited, “I think it will be, Queen Ruby Trohman, and King Shiloh Carlile. What about you guys?”
“Well,” Valentina began, “I was going to say Queen Bandit Way, until she got punch all over her white dress, how did that happen any ways?”
“My idiotic brother, Miles Anthony Iero,” I sigh.
“Sounds about right,” Valentina said, causing m to laugh, “And I think King will be Denis Biersack.”
“Why does everyone say Denis for King?” I sigh, shaking my head.
“Because Denis is the hottest,” May deadpanned.
“That’s rich coming from a flaming Homo,” I laugh.
May laughs back, giving me the finger.
“Could everyone quiet down please,” The bombing voice of our principal, Mr McCarthy said, “We are going to announce the Prom King and Queen of this year’ Lundervale High School!”
“Hey,” Jackson whispers, “Sorry I was late, I ran into Lisa and Bronx.”
I turn around to see my boyfriend, and the other 2, Lisa and Bronx.
“Hey,” I whisper, and wave at them.
“Now,” Mr McCarthy continues, “Prom Queen is awarded to… RUBY TROHMAN!”
The gym erupts in screams and applauds a she takes the stage, and accepts the award.
“NOW!” Mr McCarthy continues, “The Prom King is… DENIS BIERSACK!”
“I TOLD YOU!” Jackson, Valentina, and May scream at me.
“Shut up!” I laugh, and continue to applaud my friends, “AT LEAST I WAS RIGHT ABOUT RUBY!”
We continue to laugh, and clap, as Denis accepts his.
The pair step down, and begin to dance with their dates. Soon everyone is joining in.
Tonight really was magical.

Time skip, back home, 11:43.

I yawn as I walk up to my room, exhausted from the night. As I push open the door, I am surprised to see Cherry already there, sitting on her bed, in her PJs, make-up off, hair undone, reading her book.
“So,” I smirk, slipping off my shoes, “How did it go?”
“If you’re referring to what I think you are, it didn’t happen,” Cherry said, not looking up from her book.
“Huh,” I ask, completely and utterly confused, “But I saw little Kobra getting all horny. What happened?”
She closed her book.
“We did get close,” She sighs, lying back, “We went out of the gym, and snuck into an abandoned class room on the top floor. Things were getting really heated. I could tell we both wanted it. Unfortunatly, for Kobra, he had a panic attack for no reason, which was absolutely terrifying, so we had to cut it short there.”
“Oh poor Kobra,” I said, sitting down next to my twin.
“Yeah,” Cherry sighed, closing her eyes, “He was so freaked by it, that I had to call Mikey. I don’t care though, I still love the nerdy guy.”
“I bet,” I sigh, getting up and gathering my things for a shower.
“How was the night? Who got the award of Prom King and Queen?” Cherry asked before I left.
“Ruby and Denis,” I smile, and turn to leave, “And the night, the best night of my life.”

Notes

This was 3451 words long. HOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY FUCK! THIS WAS A BEAST TO WRITE! Also, sorry if I got some things wrong. I am Australian and we don’t have Prom. I also have a few ideas for this, and my creative juices are flowing, so yeah. I hope you enjoyed as I have to go to bed as it is 10:40Pm currently, and I started this at 7pm. Well night. BBBBBBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!