We have no proms here. In high school, we have on our sophomore year this thing called "Oldies' Ball", which is essentially the sophomore class dancing old-fashioned dances in tuxedos and dresses (although some people like to go a little further; one guy in my class came dressed in an 19th-century Scottish military uniform, down to the kilt and the... purse thingie on your crotch). It's basically just a performance held for the parents and the teaching staff, followed by some manner of party afterwards.
I admit, I hated mine. Mainly because I had the bad fortune of not getting a date, so I was paired up with one of the free girls. She was good-looking, don't give me that, and before the Ball I had actually considered her a quiet, but essentially a nice person. But then came the Ball and she basically treated me like I wasn't there. If I said she looked beautiful in her dress (which I did, in non-creepy fashion), she just gave me a look that said 'Oh? You're supposed to talk, as well?'. And the moment the dances ended, off she zooms to her gaggle of friends, not even the barest whisper to indicate she enjoyed the dance.