The STD Trace

36. Operation: Stay STD Free

GUYS. Last chapter :)) OMG I want to cry ahahaha There will be an epilogue and then I'm wiping my hands of this aha I'll even thank a few people on that so that you feel special LMAO Thanks for all the support you have EVER given me. It means so much <3 Stay STD free :)

"It's O O Unique, reporting in, I repeat, O O Unique is checking in," Omunique muttered through her cell phone.

I checked my arm pits for any sweat and my makeup for any smudges before stepping outside into the cool air. "H T Trizzle is here. What's the sitch?"

"We aren't in Kim Possible, boo. Anyways, all things are set up and ready, I made sure. Operation is a go."

"Thank you. I'll see you there in like thirty minutes. I would give you military time but I opposite of know that information. Until then. HT Trizzle, checking out."

"Duces. See you in T-minus thirty minutes." She hung up.

Ryder ran up to me, smiling at my corsage and my overly curly and made up hair and face. My dress accented my boobs, as do all of my things. I guess I have to learn to embrace my huge boobs I need to have no shame in my game.

"You look breathtaking," he whispered, kissing my cheek.

I gave a tiny smile. "Thank you, your suit looks dashing." His red bow tie was cute and his hair was slicked back so more of his smile could show.

I adjusted my strapless dress so that the top half that was black didn't fall on me. The skirt was red with rose print on it, trailing down to the floor. My high heeled black pumps made me feel so very sexy, and also very dangerous. I hope I don't fall and expose my chest area and all the rest of myself.

Ryder grabbed my arm and hoisted me into the passenger seat of the car, closing the door behind me. He ran around the car and got into the driver's seat, taking off for the hotel.

What if prom turned out to be just like the movie Prom and there was a serial killer? And what if the serial killer was...Winston! That made me bust out laughing, and I slapped my hand against the dashboard with my hysterics. Oh shit, Winston, being a murderer? That's hysterical. Although, he was quite clever...

"Are you okay?" Ryder asked, his lips quirking up into a smile.

I cleared my throat and nodded. "Yeah, I just thought of something funny, that's all." He nodded, leaving the topic alone.

I have something big planned and it was making me antsy for I couldn't tell a soul in fear of it getting out and back to Christina. Omunique, Anna, Ashley, Melissandra and Violet are the only people who know for they are in on it. This was the craziest thing in the world, but I am determined to go through with it.

Ryder pulled into the hotel, stepping out of the car and reaching a hand out for me to take so that I could grab his hand. I clasped my hand in his and let him lead me up the steps of the hotel that were decorated in several mini lights and inside where there were even more lights.

The theme—chosen by the student council—was Let it Shine. They accented this by having spotlights all over the inside of the hotel, tons of candles, and twinkling lights. Even though it was an overload for my senses, it was still impressive within itself. It feels like I'm in a massive lit up box. The room does happen to be somewhat rectangular.

"Hannah! Hannah, oh my God, you look so beautiful!" Violet squealed, throwing her arms around me. I laughed.

"You're going to crack my ribs in half," I muttered against her bosom.

"Sorry." She giggled and stepped back. She was in her version of a black and hot pink dress that was strapless and hugged her hips.

"You look beautiful, especially with your pink hair matching the dress." Her hair was starting to get super long too, all down her shoulders now.