Ok- so part two of the story... My great Prom dilemma...

Renee Pratt and Jesse Michaelson are the New couple- the new "Toby and Samantha". The new head cheerleader and top lacrosse player - bla, bla, bla. And they stayed this way for two years- our Junior and Senior years at Greenfield. So ofcourse it would be expected that they go to the prom together... Right?

So we thought... Jesse was living a double life. Just like Toby did his Junior year. No wonder Toby just vanished from site halfway into his senior year. He was so confused that he didn't have the energy to finish high school. He was so tired of playing that "stereotyped" pretty boy - that the moment Samantha was out of the picture - so was Toby. Hmmm.. But Jesse's 2nd life was different from Toby's- he loved being the school hero. Infact he was happiest at school. He would have lived there if he could.

On New years eve, 2005, I and a bunch of my girlfriends went to the Recher Theatre to see the band SR-71. It was my 18th birthday, and my Aunt Vicki rented a limo for my birthday and let me fill it up with my friends! We had soooo much fun!
So we're watching the concert, and we're screaming at the band, when all of a sudden some girl spills a drink down my top. I was so pissed. At the same time- the band announces my birthday, and wants me to get on stage and kiss the lead singer, Mitch. I was like "no way!" My blouse was practically see-thru and they wanted me onstage? So I hid. I ducked down and crawled over to the side of the stage where the tech guys were. I actually crawled on all fours at one point- just to escape. I think they were making fun of my age, anyway, so who cares about the band.
As I got to the other side. My hand accidentally grabbed a black leather boot. I looked up, "Excuse me. I'm sorry." I let go, and collected myself. The guy who's boot I grabbed helped to lift me up.
"Well look who we got here! Jamie "hot pants" Watts!" I looked up at him. It was Jesse Michaelson.
I started to dust myself off. Still I was so confused. Leather boots? Jesse? He's as preppy as you can get. And here at a rock concert without Renee? I was so confused. "What are you doing? Where's Renee?"
"Oh- she went to the Bahamas. Good Riddance. She wouldn't like it here." Jesse seemed proud of himself. Dressed in dirty looking black jeans, a black ripped tee, and those heavy black boots. He looked more like he came in on a horse, then the high maintenance Lacrosse player we're all used to.