Emotions are raging inside a storm which funnels around in a swirl that has no destination, but maybe one. Out. It�s all bottled inside wanting just to be free with no exceptions. ��

I hold it in as long as I can, but it seems not tamed by my inner torment to stay calm. This is not good. I tell myself that I�m not going to last much longer. In my mind I scream and then open my mouth. Nothing escapes. Then I close my mouth. I feel my face flush red, then to a normal shade. Whatever normal is for me. ��

With the emotions raging about, my stomach finally comes up to speed. I feel nausea sink in and a tweak in my stomach pangs my nerves. ��

I breath steadily. Slow breathing, think calm shores. .sunsets.. .bunnies. Yes bunnies will work. ��

The storm eases into the shadows from which it came and I stand there. Yes. . I did not freak out. .I rule. But did I really think so? No, not really. ��

Inside, though the storm has passed, I�m freaking out like a maniac. I don�t know what to do with myself. I feel faint. My knees shake and I fall. Smash? Crash? Bang? Surprisingly I didn�t hit the floor. ��

For a moment I thought I had actually died and gone to heaven. But no, life didn�t grant me that just yet. ��

I�m in someone�s arms. Oh God, please, not. .no. .it couldn�t be. . ��

I focus my eyes on the visage of the person holding me. I blink a couple of times and realize that I feel more helpless than embarrassed. Of course anyone would feel helpless in this position. Me in another person's arms, my own, limp-like at my sides, hair brushing the ground slightly, head tilted back, neck exposed. Geesh, I�m such a wreck right now. ��

Now I put more attention into what I see rather than how I feel at the moment. ��

Again I focus my eyes on what the expression is of the savior who caught me before my imminent fall to the ground. The person seems to be smiling and I see that it is a guy, very masculine at that. My eyes scan down on his arms, tanned and bare, because he is wearing a short-sleeved, dark blue shirt with �Roxy� enamored on the front of it. Then I move my eyes up a little more, handsome, pouty lips; a little more, a cute pug nose; a little more. . ��

My eyes meet his and I get lost in the sea of blue, swirling with the light. I could�ve stared into his eyes forever, but my bottled up emotions came up again. I turned my face away and started to help myself up, trying hard not to blush. �

I didn�t have to put that much effort into getting up because I felt his arms lift me to my feet and his hands, as gently as I thought possible, helped stand me straight up. ��

I stared at his shoes, setting my concentration towards the laces. My hands were constantly fidgeting and I felt like they would never stop moving. ��

It only felt like one second had passed and I only got to count 4 slots on which the shoe laces went into on his left shoe, when I felt his index finger and thumb gently slide under my chin, bringing my face upwards to look at his gorgeous face again. ��

I hear him laugh, but not one that showed someone was truly laughing at you. ��

His great hands moved again and I felt them graze my own then his fingers slid in between mine. Without me consciously knowing it, I squeezed his hands slightly, and he squeezed back. ��

I thought I saw him look at my lips as if he wanted to kiss me, but I didn�t really know what was going on at all. Then his eyes looked deep into mine and I saw tiny creases on the corners of his almond shaped, deep blue eyes, informing me that he was smiling. Smiling his pearly white smile, with his soft lips. .think about bunnies. .bunnies I say! ��

�So you�ll go with me to the prom?� His voice was deep, but not scary. It seemed like it was coated with sweet chocolate making his words melt in your ears. ��

Without me knowing what I was doing, yet again, I replied in an almost squeaky voice, �Yes.� ��

His facial expression turned from happy to ecstatic. He never stopped smiling and that made me turn red. ��

�I�m so happy that you said yes. You have no idea how happy that makes me!� His lips touched together in a smile and then he smiled his pearly white smile. ��

I have no idea? Yup that�s sooo true. .I have no idea how I kept my cool and said yes without totally freaking out! ��

I looked back into his eyes and my emotions that were bottled up slipped out of that bottle, seeping into my arms and lips, making me smile and giggle. It made me hug him close, clinging on to him so happily. He laughed with me and hugged me back; we just stood there hugging and laughing as if we were married and had good news of having a child! ��

Whoa a child? No more thinking about bunnies for you, just hug him girl. . you�re going to the prom! ��

We looked at each other again, I guess you could say we couldn�t part each other's gaze. And for sure I knew he was concentrating on my lips this time. At that moment, some magnetic force pulled us closer and closer together, until our lips met. We kissed. A magical moment which seemed like the happiest moment of my life. Until the prom. ��

I am so going to the prom. I can�t believe I�m going to the prom. Yes was my final answer and now. .I�m going to the prom.