Who's Story is it?

Chapter 7:

The night had just begun, the night that would change everything. Everything that had happened was leading to the end of tonight. The night when the question would asked...whose story is this? The limo had just arrived at the venue. As the driver pulled up to drive through area he rolled the partition down for a last message, "alright ladies and gentlemen it's been a pleasure driving you here. Hope you all have a wonderful night and just before you leave I got a little treat for you. See this button I got here. This hooks up the sound system to some external speakers so if you want we can play one song for everyone here to listen to. What you say? Feelin it habibs?" the group laughed at his proposition before quickly declining it. "I'm the only one here with music on his phone it seems at the moment and well it's all kpop so nah we'll pass"

"Alright no worries. Enjoy the night." And so the partition rolled back up and the door was unlocked. Once everyone exited the limo they were greeted by friends, teachers, and waiters with drinks and canapes. While most of the group mingled with the other students and teachers, enjoying the food and taking memorable photos, Neil's best friend turned his attention to Noa. He tapped him on the shoulder and told him "Oi, follow Me." they walked towards the bar in the hall and He told Noa to wait outside. Neither of them were of age to drink but Noa has had many drinks before like all teenagers and Neil's friend had a beard that would have you think he's at least 25. He came out of the bar with two glasses of champagne and gave one to Noa. Noa asked "what's this for? Not that I don't want it or anything."

"I saw how you were looking at Neil during the ride bro. I know it's been rough on you but hey, let's not let it ruin this night yeah? This is formal man. Have a drink, loosen up, it's a party. Got the whole grade here. What you say?"

"Yeah I guess you're right. I should just forget about it and enjoy the night yeah?"

"Yeah! That's the spirit. So let's have a drink. To formal and graduation." They both lifted their glasses to each other's, spoke the almost ceremonial cheers and drank the champagne in one go.

The night went on as any normal night. There was singing there was dancing, there was photos, laughing it was a great night to be had. It was finally time for the main program however and so all the students, teachers and waiters were funnelled into the dining hall. The hall was even more stunning then the pictures showed. Gold and silver balloons hung from the ceiling, the lace patterns over the walls had been given a gorgeous gold trim, and the tables were covered in satin white table cloths as pure as snow. On top of each table an assortment of beautiful daisies to match the pure gold and silver theme of the night. The students were in awe of this moment, some wishing the night would never end. Once all the students had taken their seats the program started. First was a quick speech by the principle to get the night started which lead by the entre. They were beautifully decorated, well prepared and tasted amazing... that is of cause all except for Neil's friend that is. For reasons unbeknown to others his meal seemed very lack lustre. It was visible that the amount of care and attention to detail was sorely lacking from his compared to the others. He did not complain however, he simply stomached his food and popped a piece of gum to clear the taste out. After the entre was complete and the dishes had been taken back to the kitchen he left the main hall outside saying he needed to get some air before the speeches started again. Many heart felt and emotional presentations followed and he was not present for any of them. Slide shows of all the great things that have happened throughout this year for this batch of year 12's. Carnivals, musicals, sporting achievements and so much more. The room was starting to fill with tears but all Noa could do was sit in hatred. The champagne wasn't enough to put him at ease. The hatred in his heart was too much at this point. His eyes lit up with the black flames of hell and they were always directed at Neil and no one else. Eventually once the speeches had concluded and the main course came out Noa quickly finished his meal and left.