"What the hell is going on?" You scream as you rush to the ladies' room. Once inside the bathroom you run straight for the mirror and look yourself over.
You are no longer an average looking girl with shoulder-length blonde hair. In your place stands a mildly athletic young man with a buzz cut. Staring dumbfounded at yourself you fail to recognize that you are now in the wrong restroom until one of the other girls corrects you.
Apologizing profusely you race from the bathroom and crash right into Sarah.
"What were you doing in the ladies' room?" Sarah demanded to know, placing her hands on her hips and giving you the stink eye. "Why can't you be like a normal boyfriend? Why do you have to act all perverted?"
Sighing, Sarah walked into the bathroom after thrusting her bags into your hands. Not wanting to cause any further problems, you wait patiently outside for Sarah to emerge.
"I'm sorry that I was so mean to you, but I worry that you're going to run off with another girl," Sarah says as she comes back out of the restroom. "I love you, I really do, and I wish that we could be together forever."
Sarah's necklace begins to glow. After several seconds, you look around. Something was off, but you couldn't tell what it was. Then you remembered, it was Saturday and you wanted to be at home playing videogames. Nevertheless, you had decided to be the good boyfriend and go dress shopping with your girlfriend Sarah.
"I love you too," You say as you smile down at Sarah.
She really was beautiful. You never knew why a dynamite girl like that would ever go out with you, but you weren't going to complain. You had worked extra hard to make sure Prom was special.
When the big day arrived, you showed up to Sarah's house in a freshly pressed tux while riding in a limo. Sarah's parents oohed and aahed as they took dozens of photos. You finally escaped into the privacy of the limo. Once inside, you and Sarah begin to make out. Your love for her is as deep as the ocean.
After the dance, you take Sarah to a secluded area of the local park where you have laid out a blanket, several pillows, dozens of rose petals, and several candles. You wrap your arms around Sarah and kiss her neck and shoulders. She moans in ecstasy as your hands caress every inch of her body. Taking a condom from your pocket, you slowly undress each other. Several minutes later, you are lying in a heap on the blanket with your arms wrapped around Sarah.
Graduation comes and goes, as does summer vacation. You and Sarah attend the same college and your love for each other grows stronger. One spring evening, three years exactly after that magical Prom evening, you get down on one knee and ask Sarah to marry you.
Sarah is sobbing wildly, but you can still make out a "yes".
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