The Prom Queen

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Authors: R.L. Stine
Dawn started up again—“hate me if you like, but all I’m saying is that we should try to get this off our minds for a few hours.”
    â€œHow?” I asked miserably.
    â€œBy going ahead with our plan. We’re going to the mall, right? We’re going to check out sexy prom dresses that will have all the guys drooling. And then we’re going to catch a movie. And we’re going to have a great time. Agreed?”
    Rachel and I exchanged glances. I shrugged. “Agreed,” Rachel and I both said in unison. But neither of us believed it.
    Then Dawn clapped her hands together. “Hey,” she said. “The prom is only two and a half weeks away!”
    â€œGreat,” said Rachel gloomily.
    Dawn said, “I’ve got to decide who I’m going with pretty soon.”
    True to her prediction, Dawn had already been asked to the prom by three boys.
    â€œI wouldn’t mind being asked by three guys,” Rachel grumbled.
    â€œEveryone knows you’re going with Gideon,” I told her, “so no one would ask you.”
    â€œRight,” said Rachel.
    â€œIt’s true. If you want offers, break up with Gideon. You’ll get plenty of guys asking you to the prom.”
    â€œGreat idea,” Rachel said, rolling her eyes.
    â€œWhat about you?” Dawn asked me. “What are you going to do if Kevin can’t come?”
    â€œGo by myself, I guess,” I said weakly.
    â€œWouldn’t you feel really sorry for yourself?” Dawn asked.
    â€œNo.” I shook my head, feeling totally sorry for myself.
    Dawn said, “I talked to Lisa Blume today. She says they’ve hired a great rock band, the Razors, to play at the dance.”
    I nodded without enthusiasm. I was picturing myself dancing all alone.
    A few minutes later I was posing in front of a three-sided mirror in a tight pink prom dress. Wewere in Ferrara’s at the Division Street Mall. The prices in this store were outrageous, but my mom had told me not to worry about money when I was picking out my dress. I turned to the left, the right.
    â€œIt’s not flattering, if you know what I mean,” Dawn sniped, trying to hide her amused expression.
    I felt my face grow hot.
    â€œJust being helpful,” Dawn said. “Which I don’t have to be, considering we’re competing against each other.”
    I went back to flipping through dresses on the rack. Farther down the row I could see Rachel, holding up an ugly red sheath dress. She pointed at it and looked at me questioningly. I shook my head but smiled kindly. I wasn’t going to be like Dawn!
    â€œWhat do you want me to say?” Dawn continued. “That it looks great when it doesn’t?”
    I shrugged.
    â€œAdmit it,” Dawn said, poking me in the ribs, “you know I’m going to win, so why don’t you just stop worrying? It doesn’t matter what you wear.”
    â€œRight.”
    â€œBut it’s true. I always win everything, and you know it!”
    I stared at her in disbelief. She just didn’t know when to stop. What was worse, she wasn’t kidding around anymore. I could tell that she was completely serious.
    Then I saw it. Black, with spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline. It was so sexy, I could almostimagine guys fainting over the dress even without anyone in it. “Oooooh,” I gushed, pulling it off the rack.
    â€œLet me see!” Dawn snapped, grabbing at the hanger.
    â€œHold on,” I said. “I found it first.”
    But Dawn kept yanking on the dress. Other customers were starting to stare. “Lizzy, don’t be stupid,” Dawn hissed. “It would look so much better on me, and you know it. You’re not tall enough for a dress like this.”
    She gave a final yank and pulled the dress out of my hands.
    â€œThank you,” she said, smiling icily. “Hold these, will you?” She handed me the three dresses

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