Chapter Three: Frilly Socks

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"So, prom ideas?" Mary asked with her innocent smile she used to crush men's souls.
"Karaoke!?" Sugar yelled from the otherside of the table.
"What about the bad singers, they will just disrupt the evening and who wants to dance with ear piercing screeching accompanied with music?" Mary said very quick. And started scanning the table for another idea.
"Ooh, what about celebrity couples?" Noah said.
"What about dresses, it's the best part?" Mary replied looking fake hurt.
"Fine..." Noah mumbled. No one had any idea if they were together right now.
"Oo, Oo" Jennifer cooed, left hand in the air accompanied by the smile of a four year old.
"What about fairytales?" She said beaming her frilly little socks off.
"OM effing G!" Mary said!
"We can decorate with balloons and streamers and wear the most elegant and expensive dresses we can find!!" She squealed with excitement.
"Isn't that completely demeaning?" I intervened. Mary shot me a look.
"Not only is it going to make girls who can't afford Prada feel like bull it's going to completely revolve around you guys and if you guys are in charge it's going to cost thousands, it's also really childish." I said not looking up from my notebook where I was doodling around notes from English.
"Well do you have a better idea?" Mary said very sarcastically.
"The midnight ball. Stars, blue sheets, tons of fairy lights. Midnight King and Queen that is announced at midnight to encourage people to stay longer."
(Secret was I had been secretly planning for months, the perfect evening)
Mary raised an eyebrow.
"Okay then let's put it to a vote, all in favour for fairytale?"
Her and Jennifer put their hands up in the air. Her smile faded. Mary, Looking very annoyed, said very quickly and whilst mumbling "and all in favour for midnight ball..." Everyone else's hand shot up. She rolled her eyes. "Fine, stars it is." She gave me a look that said 'you happy now?' and stormed off quickly followed by Jennifer.

A Sense of achievement ran over me as I left the CISCO room. I held my folder to my chest and smiled.
The 4th period bell went and I scurried to business studies.

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