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"Please remind me why I'm here again," I muttered as I lay sprawled across Caroline's bed and stared up at the ceiling above me.
She walked over towards her bed and sat down on the edge. "Because you want to help your best friend," she suggested, nudging me to sit up. I gave her a look that clearly told her that I wasn't buying any of it. "Fine, I couldn't rope Elena or Bonnie into helping me out."
"That's more like it," I said sitting up and watching her as she walked over to her desk and picked up a binder. As she walked over towards me I asked, "What is that for?"
"We," she said, setting the binder down into my lap. "Are planning at dance."
"A dance."
"A dance." She nodded at the look on my face. "You look like I've asked you to run over a puppy."
"You might as well have."
She rolled her eyes and muttered. "You're so melodramatic."
"So what if I am?" She gave me a look.
"Back to more important matters." She tapped the binder for emphasis. "I don't know what the theme should be."
"Do you have any ideas?" I asked, moving off of her bed as a picture frame caught my attention.
"Cupid?"
An involuntarily snort left my lips. "Where's the infamous Forbes originality?"
"Well what about you then?" She came to stand beside me. "What's your idea?"
I remained silent as I picked up the picture frame and I felt a small smile creep onto my face. "Do you remember the summer of sophomore year?"
"What about it?"
"What was that film called?" I murmured. "The one that was set in the 1920s?"
"With that beautiful dance scene." She grinned at me. "We were obsessed with that one scene."
"So let's do it," I suggested, nudging her with my shoulder as I saw her grin grow and mirror mine. "Let's bring that scene to life."
"A 1920s dance," she muttered quietly as she watched me closely before throwing her arms around me in a hug. "Alright let's do it. But you have to help me do it, deal?"
"Deal."
"We have to go shopping together," she said excitedly, her hand moving rapidly across a piece of paper as she wrote down a list of all the things we'd need.
