Modern+Shakespeare+Story+DV

=Miami Beach Race=

~ A Midsummer Night's Dream ~
A blast of music burst out in the Miami sunset. Demetrius was trying to find Hermia in the thick crowds, only to find himself surrounded by girls. He had been waiting for Hermia's answer for prom and if he wasn't school president, he would've found her by now. He saw Lysander pop out of his SUV. Demetrius knew that Lysander, the school's star-quarter back, had also asked Hermia. They both knew she had been making excuses to avoid answering them, but tonight they would get their answer.

On the other side of the crowd, Hermia had just arrived with Helena. They had come to the party right after cheer leading practice and was worn out. Before cheer, Hermia had been working on the school news paper and acted in drama club 30 minutes after. She had been thinking about Lysander and Demetrius. Both had asked her to prom and wanted an answer tonight. She had been hoping to avoid the party by wanting to practice more on the new cheer even though she all ready knew it by heart. As she walked through the crowd she spotted Lysander's brown head bobbing up and down at the edge of the crowd, no doubt looking for her. She quickly ran towards the middle of the storm, trailing Helena behind.

Lysander tried to follow her as quickly as he could through the massive dancing bodies. She bumped into many people and just as she was about to make her way out of the dancing bodies a hand grabbed her wrist. Demetrius had come out of nowhere and Lysander, who had finally caught up, grabbed her wrist also. They were about to demand Hermia who she had picked when a group of girls and football players surrounded both boys. Hermia took the chance and ran. Helena pointed to the tents on the dock and told Hermia to hide in the food tent. She told her that once the coast was clear she'd come back to get her. Just as she left Helena, the boys came within view, both panting heavily.

Helena directed them both to the fortuneteller's tent and suggested to ask the woman inside instead of searching for Hermia. Lysander and Demetrius, both not knowing of Helena's plan, went to the tent. Helena had payed a hypnotist to be a fortuneteller and hypnotize the "good- looking young man" into asking her to prom. Not knowing which man Helena had been talking about, the hypnotist made both men fall for Helena. They lost their interest in Hermia and found Helena.

Helena thinking to herself couldn't wait till Demetrius emerged from the tent. "//I can't believed it worked! My plan actually worked! Hermia will have Lysander and I'll have Demetrius for prom. I thought Demetrius would've known better and searched for Hermia, but this works too! The hypnotist took way too much money, but if it gets me a date with Demetrius I'm fine with it. Oh, here they come...... fighting?"// As soon as Lysander and Demetrius emerged from the tent, Helena found them both fighting..... over her. Realizing this horrid fact, Helena was speechless. " // What happened in there? This wasn't suppose to happen! Why is Lysander fighting with Demetrius for my love? Ugh... that idiotic woman! Did I not explain to her who she was suppose to hypnotize?" //

Hearing a fight staring to break out, Hermia peeked out of the tent to find Lysander and Demetrius fighting. The party had somehow made their way to the dock to play games and eat. They surrounded the boys, who were throwing fists and trying to give each other a bloody nose.

" Get lost, Lysander! Helena's my date for Prom! You can take Hermia and go," Demetrius shouted.

" No! Go and take Hermia to Prom! She's the one you wanted, right? So there you go. I'm giving up on her. I love Helena so move it!" Lysander shot back.

Hermia, in utter shock, found Helena and demanded an explaination. Everyone picked sides and a few whispered, " Fight, fight, fight." Just as she was about to explain, Helena was interupted when Lysander grabbed her arm and started dragging her away. Then he pushed Hermia towards Demetrius, who let her fall to the ground.

" Ouch! Rude much?" Hermia screeched.

" Let Helena go! We'll finish this problem with a contest to see who's gets her," Demetrius yelled.

" Fine! Anything that she picks will be won by me anyway. I don't see the point what- so- ever," Lysander replied arrogantly.

"Helena, what shall we do?" they both questioned.

Everyone stayed silent, waiting to hear what the competition would be. No one dared to make a sound, even the music in the backgound stopped. The only sound heard was the wind blowing all eyes on Helena. As everyoen waited, Helena thought back to when Hermia's mother told a same situtation to her and Hermia when they were children. " A drag race" she said. Using this idea, she finally spoke.

" A drag race," she announced, " Whoever wins will be my date."

Hermia gave her a knowing look. Both knew what had happened to the men that fought for Hermia's mother. It had not ended pretty.

" Ha! Get ready to be beat, Demetrius! Racing is my specialty, being a football player and all," Lysander smugly exclaimed.

" Yeah, ok. You think you're all that Mr- Big- Shot, huh? Well, I'm pretty sure I know my car pretty well. Not to mention that I have never ever lost a drag race since I was 9. So this is my game."

The crowd ran to the cars. One of Lysander's team mates gave him the keys to a black Challenger while Demetrius got in his friend's red Charger. They drove slowly to the edge of the track and waited for Helena to give the rules. Hermia, seeing her friend in so much shock, took the responsibility and gave it.

" Ok! The first person to circle around the pavillian with the limbo party 10 miles south and back to the finish line wins. I want this to be a nice, fair race. No dirty tricks from your friends and no trying to get the other person killed. Got it?" Giving all of them a good look, Hermia began. " Are you ready, guys?"

" Yes!" they both answered at the same time.

" On your marks. Get set. GO!" she screamed.

Dust flew in the air and they were off. Lysander had a little space in the lead, but as soon as the pavillian came in sight he pushed the gas pedal... hard. Demetrius had been waiting for this and stepped down hard, too! They circled the pavillian and were about 2 miles from the finish line, a drunkie came out of nowhere and stood right in the middle of the road. Not wanting to run the man over, Lysander and Demetrius both went the opposite direction. Demetrius hit a light pole and Lysander ran into a building. Hitting the building and pole at a fast speed caused the boys to go into a deep, deep sleep. The last thing they heard was the wailing of seirens in the distance.

The girls trailed the ambulance to the hospital in a rush. Hours passed until the doctor came out to the girls.

" I'm sorry, but it seems that the impact of the hit caused the young men to go into a coma," the doctor sadly updated.

" No, no, no!" Hermia cried.

" What? No, this can't be happening," Helena said to herself.

Sucking in her tears, Hermia managed to choke out, " When will they be able to wake up?"

" I am so sorry, Miss, but it might be for about 2 months. They hit their heads pretty hard."

Because of the accident, the hypnotism was lifted.

Facing this problem, Hermia was devestated and Helena kept blaming herself. Helena promised she would never tell anyone of her plan and would forget that she'd ever thought of finding love that way. Hermia was glad that she didn't have to choose between her two best friends. Nothing was ever so hard for her, but now she was free to go with anyone! //" No! I won't be glad. I'll go by myself so I can say to both of the guys that I didn't go with anyone fo r their sake. Yeah, that's what I'll do!"// Hermia debated in her mind and decided to go to Prom by herself. Helena called up her friend from the football team and made a date with him. She convinced herself that it wasn't her fault for having the coma. //" It was the hypnotist's fault! She obviously didn't see that Demetrius is more handsome than Lysander. Oh well, there's always next time!"//


 * ~Prom Night~**

As the high school seniors sway to //Stay// by Rihanna, Helena dances happily with one of football players that had asked her out before. Hermia watches everyone dance from the refreshment table. After what happened, all she could think about was Lysander and Demetrius. She wanted to go to Prom with both, but now they were missing out. Feeling guilty, Hermia decided to visit them. Taking a cab, she left.

Lysander and Demetrius lay in wires and casts. Hearing a door open, they turned their heads. Hermia stood at the doorway with her red dress. Both Lysander and Demetrius's eyes widened. They thought she'd be at Prom with a guy whom they both agreed to have a "talk" with once they got out of the hospital.

" Hi, guys. Are you two alright? I'm so sorry you both had to miss Prom. To be honest, the Prom Committee could have done so much better," Hermia told them.

Still in sudden shock, Demetrius was the first to come back to reality.

" No. Um, I mean we're both doing fine, but didn't you have a date to Prom?" questioned Demetrius.

" Yeah! I mean with us out of the picture, anyone could ask you," Lysander said suddenly.

" And you both have a talk with the guy? The poor bloke wouldn't stand a chance!" Hermia laughed.

" Where is Helena anyway? Did she have a date or something?" Lysander asked.

" True," Demetrius said suspiciously. " We thought she'd be here and make sure there was a party for us here. Care to explain, Hermia?"

Hermia started the story about what happened right after the car accident.