Recently, the prom has been coming up. You're aware of this but haven't gotten around to asking Zoey. While at your locker, you notice it's decorated with flowers and hear someone approaching, which makes you chuckle a bit. Before opening it up, you see a note from Zoey. You open it, and it reads, "Will you go to the prom with me?"

Just as you finish reading the note, you feel short arms wrap around you, which makes you look over your shoulder to see Zoey with a wide grin on her face. "Soooo, what do you say?" she asks, grinning happily. You start to feel a wave of guilt wash over you but force a smile and agree. "HELL YEAH!" Zoey shouts quickly, ushering you outside and over to your car. "Come on! Take me home! I want to get a dress ready! I'm going to wear black, you'll wear white, okay?" she exclaims happily, basically rushing you.

As you're getting dressed for the prom, a knock rings throughout your house. You walk to the front door, a tad bit confused as you open it. Zoey is standing there wearing a black strapless dress, a black collar with a gold plate, and black scrunchies on each wrist. She even painted her nails black and has a corsage in her hand, quickly handing it to you. "I know you were meant to pick me up, but I was just so excited, and I couldn't wait!" she explains with a shy expression as you step out of the house and lock it.

She perks up happily before taking your hand and dragging you towards a limousine parked in front of your house. You look surprised and ask how she got a limo. "Oh? I just bugged my dad till he got me one. I mean, this day is special. I couldn't hold back, not even in the slightest," she exclaims happily before putting you in the car and hopping in with you.