Aww hope you get your prom Rayne, and wow deep question for the gasm!
I loved the school dances, and of course they come with lotsa stories:
One christmas our headmaster made us walk along a line to see if we had been drinking. All my mates had been drinking but I hadn't ( i was on strong epilepsy medication at the time) they all walked it straight, and I couldn't do it. When he accused me of drinking I called my business studies teacher to my defense where she told him that I can't walk in a straight line naturally...he still didn't believe me!
In my senior year we had a halloween dance, and I decided that this was the year that I would do the costume I always wanted....so I rented the Morticia wig and 'that' dress, it was a great laugh, until I ran into my mate who was wearing the scream get up - I have issues with that mask, I literary walked right into him and screamed. Rather embarressing.
The same year, Christmas dance, I was doing scottish country dancing, and my partner who happened to be six foot odds decides to let go of me while dancing and I went sliding under the christmas tree...not funny.
For our senior prom we had an oscar theme night so I got the dress I wanted, since it was my only prom. A deep red corset ball gone....we decided that since others were getting a long stretch limo we'd be different. Myself and some friends from my town...we went to school in a different area. All got together and turned up in a funeral limo....to make a point. The black one was much better than the trashy white ones....it wasn't the hearse though.
Later that night I was accused by a teacher of running around in my underwear...I had simply changed my gown for a small black slinky number to go clubbing in...the cheek of it. But I did steal my headmasters pint of guiness...😀