Keri Mikulski is the author of Screwball and Change Up. Her next novel, Head Games, will be out next year from Penguin/Razorbill. Keri is also the author of the upcoming books 4-6 in the Pretty Tough series, the inspiration for this guest post. To find out more about Keri and her series, visit her at her website.
For now, enjoy this hilarious prom-themed guest post from Keri, complete with pictures and an exclusive contest for Chick Lit Teens readers!
The prom season is upon us. How about a dance do over?
What’s the deal with dances, anyway? Do they freak you out like they used to bug me? The pressure of finding the perfect one of a kind dress and a million decisions like who you’re going with, who’s going to sit at your table, what you’re going to eat, whether or not you’re getting your hair done or doing it yourself, the list is endless.
Don’t get me wrong, the prom or dance itself is fun, but it’s like a mini wedding. The prep sucks, but the actual day is worth every minute.
But, wouldn’t it be nice to travel back in time to change some things?
My Top Three Dance Do Overs:
8th grade Holly Ball - I would have never agreed to ditch my date and spend the whole night dancing and talking with another guy that I liked, but blew me off after the dance to make out with another girl. Sorry, I’m a jerk. And it’s been like twenty years (gulp), so I forget your name, but thanks for the really sweet silver corsage that matched my braces and fake silver jewelry.
8th grade Graduation Dance – Bad decision to wear the strapless flowered poofy dress. I was not ready to give in and face the fact that my body was not made for strapless dresses even with a triple padded strapless Wonder Bra. Consequently, I spent the entire evening pulling the above dress up and worrying about exposing myself.
6th grade Graduation Dance (we graduated a bunch of times at Maple Shade J) – When a certain boy asked me to dance, who I happened to like, I never should have ran into the bathroom and hid until Journey’s Open Arms was over. I should have said yes and extended my straight arms barely touching his shoulders. Then, he could have reached out and barely touched my waist with his fingertips like everyone else. Instead, while hanging out in a stall, I declared Open Arms our song, and liked him even more.
So tell me, would you re-do a dance? What would you change? Or if you can’t think of a dance do over, tell me about your favorite prom, dance, or formal of all time.
A randomly selected lucky commenter will win one Razorbill ARC or book of their choice from this pile I snagged from my visit to the office (http://www.kerimikulski.com). Here are the deets: Ten days after this post, I will toss each comment into an old Easter Basket and my daughter or dog will pick one winner. The winner will be immediately emailed and announced on my site. Good luck!! J
Thanks for having me, Chick Lit Teens! I’m such a huge fan girl of your gorgeous site. Also, a special thanks goes out to Kristi over at The Story Siren. Since I’m in the midst of planning and penning Pretty Tough Series Book 4 and my main character suffers a serious dance disaster, I had to chat about Dance Do Overs and I cannot wait to read all about yours… And maybe one will make it into my next book (with permission, of course). J Thanks for reading. Hugs.
Thank you, Keri! Now go comment with your own dance do overs, and don't forget to leave your email!