I went Junior year. I went because I was tired of my parents asking me every week if I was gay. I figured going to prom would shut them up. It did.
We went to supper, ate, went to prom, had this picture taken. We didn't dance. She wanted to leave early to go to a party. I said "no". I told her I would drop her off at her house and she could go do whatever. She agreed. I dropped her off, then went home. I was out of the monkey suit by 9:30 pm. Prom, DUN. Ta-Da!
I didn't bother with Senior Prom. Blech.