twenty four

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• Lauren •

Abby's rushing about our tiny room whilst I listen to some music and get ready for the dance tonight.

Slowly I sip on my champagne that I rest on my bedside table before standing in front of the full length mirror. My boobs are pushed up in my favourite bra and my underwear comes up past my belly button.

"Get your dress on!" Abby shouts throwing a sponge at me from the bathroom. I chuckle and head over to my dress which is hanging in a bag on my door. I unzip the bag slowly and revel my baby pink dress (picture on the side).

Slowly I slip into it and begging to do my make up. Abby helps with the eye make up and soon both of us are finished.

Jake comes to the door to get Abby and almost faints when he sees her.

"Oh my god!" He gasps at her as he hands her some flowers. She giggles and accepts them before kissing him lightly on the lips. We still have half an hour before the dance so we hang around in our dorm room.

The time passes quickly and there's a knock at the door before we get up to leave. Who's that? We all exchange weird looks before I stand up and answer it to see James stood in a grey suit smiling at me.

"James?" I giggle as he hands me some flowers.

"I've come to escort you to your dance" he holds his arm out and winks at me.

"Okay" I giggle and grab my phone and purse. James and I walk down the corridor before we reach the PAC (Preforming Arts Centre) which is decked out really nicely.

James and I walk in and the place has completely transformed. White streamers hang from the celling, confetti lays on the floor, white pink and blue balloons bounce on the floor as people walk through, lights flash around.

It looks amazing! Better then any high school dance I went to in America. The stage has curtains drawn across it but you can hear a band setting up over the music.

"Wow" I laugh looking around at people dancing. James lets go of my arm and wanders off into the crowd.

"James?" I call looking around for him but his been swallowed by the crowed. I look around, panicking, for Abby whose over by the punch with Jake. Thank god!

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