I run to the bathroom on the slam floor as the gala. I hope i didn't over dress... damnit. I always do this. Why can't I wear a regular black dress. I try to calm myself down when an older African American woman walks in, dressed in a beautiful long green gown.
"Honey, well arent you gorgous...why do you look so down"
She reminded me of Lady Daunbury from Bridgerton.
" I feel over dressed..."
" Okay...and"
" If I walk in there like this, everyone will think im try hard"
'Excuse me, since when did we care about what others think"
I stopped to think...
" If you believe you don't deserve to go in there and show out, then you can go back in you room and watch TV and rot on that $3,000 couch..."
" That sounds kinda comforting right now"
"Not as comforting, when that regret starts to settle in.'
"Being the star in the room is not easy, but as you get older, you learn to appreciate the energy you exsurt instead of fading into the walls."
She reapplies some red lipstick and heads for the door. " Knock them dead hun and enjoy it, Theres not many of us left.
She walks out the door and I look in the mirror. " Why is everyone in this hotel so nice"
I walk to the doors and two staff members opened them like the gates to heaven and step out onto the top of the grand entance stairs. Everyone stops and looks up at me.
My anxiety peaked.
I walked down the stairs, hoping I wouldnt fall. I look in the middle of the floor and I see Chris. He stands up and freezes in awe.
I walk to my seat and sit down with the rest of the girls.
"That grand entrance girl....Cinderella is shaking in her glass slippers right now"
I smile and look at the screen. The presentation starts.
The princlple and vice princeble stands up to the mic " Id like to thank all my students for joining us today. We have a few rewards for some students for their acheivements and the grand prize is a full ride scholarship to our partnered college, Yale.
As they handed out trophies I began to go within my thoughts "I'm so happy I didn't fall down those stairs"
"Best co-captain award goes to: Jones Snow"
I don't know why I have such a hard time taking up space in a room.
"Best attendance goes to: Samantha Clark"
I clap to fit in. Why is Chris all of a sudden so into me, this is so random. Out of all the girls.
" Best Cheer and school pride preformance: Stephanie Park'
I might have lucky girl syndrome or something. You know the key is to be delusional.
" The full ride scholarship award goes to..."
Maybe all this bad luck is starting to go away because everything is lining up so perfectly for..
" Arora Johnson"
I drop my fork
Everyone turns to me and starts to clap. No fucking way.
I climb up the stage stairs and they hand me the Yale Full Ride Plack.
Congradulation, Ms. Johnson, I look around and everyone is standing with a round of applauses. The girls from the table are clapping and cheering for me. This is the most cheer ive ever gotten from my classmates.

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