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You really didn't like dresses, but since yourcrush of three years now asked you to the dance, you gave being decently dressed a shot. Your necklace sparkled under the flashing lights as you entered the gym, looking for Monty. Jeff, Zach, Hannah, Clay, and a bunch of others crowded you with oohs and aahs, but you quickly jumped to asking for Monty. "Over there," Jeff said as he pointed tothe middle of the dance floor. You looked over, expecting to see Monty with his usual smirk. Instead he was facing you, with Courtney against him. His mouth dropped, and his eyes widened. He looked like a deer caughtin the rays of lightfrom a car. Yet, instead of him being the one hurtled into a car, it was you as your feet carried you to thefront seat of Jeff's car, your best friend, your getaway driver.
