Honestly, Elio was an easy… and quite sad target. Maybe Mason should feel bad making him look like a chump 99% of the time, but what could he say, it was a god given talent to make idiots look even more like idiots. Elio Esposito? Well, he was the prime definition of an idiot. Well… that alongside assh0le, but knowing the one-dimensional nature of Elio, it was probably hard for him to be anything else. Mason couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his lips with Elio’s argument about how Sienna would know. “Well why don’t you just watch and see how she agrees to go to prom with me in just a few minutes? Though I’m sure you’ve never experienced someone saying yes to you before… I mean… Lenora left you which really goes to show… so many interesting things about you doesn’t it?”
Yep. An idiot, that was exactly what Elio was. Really? Be a man? “And, when have you ever told the truth Esposito? Be a man? If you were a man, Lenora wouldn’t be fcking JP right now but that’s not the case is it? She left you for someone who could actually be what she wanted… not a two timing btch who get’s one girl pregnant, and probably gives another an STD.” With that, a smile met Mason’s lips as Elio ignored him, telling the team to mind their own business, before walking away. After all, everyone knows who won the fight if one party leaves, and Elio, you were never going to win this one.
However, Mason hadn’t lied about making sure Sienna said yes to being his prom date - which is exactly why he found himself texting one of her friends. It was, after all, the season for Promposals.
It took Mason about 5 minutes for a quick shower and to get changed into a suit and tie before making his way to the front door where… well… a few things were waiting. “Are we set?” Mason asked a women who helped set all of this up and found her nodding. “All the models have arrived, red carpet is ready, audio is hooked up to your schools system, and we’re waiting on your go.”
As if on cue, Mason felt his pocket buzz with Sienna’s friend indicating that she had brought the girl exactly where she needed to be placed, and with that - it was a go. Within seconds, the lights inside the school turned black as he grabbed a mic that was hooked to the Stereo. “Welcome, Cerulean High misfits, to the 2041 prom fashion show… for our very own, Sienna Esposito,” and with that, a few lights turned on and all people in the hall could see was a red carpet laid out leading to right in front of where Sienna was standing with her friend. Immediately, Models begin walking the impromptu runway with custom designed prom dresses that Mason had various designers especially send over for his girlfriend. Valentino, Chanel, Armani, Versachi, Tom Ford, Ralph Lauren, and a handful of other designers had sent over the one of a kind dresses, and model’s wearing each of these walked the runway right where Sienna was standing before turning around and going back. The last person to walk the runway was, of course, himself in his tux as he walked towards her with a bouquet of flowers. “Sienna Esposito. I fcking love you so, will you go to prom with me?” Mason asked, a smile on his face as he brought the flowers towards her. “And you can, of course, pick any dress that you like… or ask any of the designers you saw to make you another custom if you have specifications.” he whispered before placing a kiss on her cheek.
People around them were recording the whole affair, and with his words, Mason found claps amongst the crowd - though everyone was waiting in anticipation for what Sienna would say.