Ahh, Prom. Mine was a bit of an amusing saga. A friend of mine who claimed who was going to be out of town that weekend asked me to take his girlfriend as she was all disappointed (fucking cheerleaders). So I asked her and she agreed... well, they were having problems, but I didn't think he was pulling a fast one. I took her rather than the girl I was interested in and was not having a fun time as she was in the in-crowd and I was a theater geek/metalhead and so we kinda spent the evening divided. The best part though was when her boyfriend showed up to the prom with this ultra-hot redhead in a black dress. That was awkward. He kept trying to claim she was his cousin, his girlfriend believed it was a conspiracy and I'd been in on it all, so by eleven I ditched her and my friends and I went back to Will's house, drank tequila and listened to metal all night. The next week the same girl signed my year book with a simple "I hate you."
It was fun.