Stupid ball dance that's compulsory.

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What? I mentally screamed, as my eyes settled on the damn piece of paper that stated there was gonna be a ball dance.

"They must be kidding I mean who'll attend this..."

"Oh my gosh...I'm so going for this." Caroline screamed.

Apparently...my bestie.

" C'mon Carol, don't be dumb I mean it'll just be about stupid stuffs like dancing, making outs, drinking and all. Right Claire?" I asked and Claire cocked a brow.

" Of course..." Claire replied. "Not...I'm obviously going to the dance. Don't be such a party pooper." She finished just before I started rejoicing.

I rolled my eyes then squeezed the flyer, flinging it off into the waste bin.

" Well I'm not going!" I said as I slammed my locker shut with a loud thud.

I hate ball dances.

" You might wanna check out the flyer again." She said and her finger was on a particular area.

Compulsory.

It stated and I sighed loudly.

"What the..."

" Yea and it's in three days time." She said. I rolled my eyes then slung my bag across my shoulder, leaving for class.

Which means I'm gonna dress up like a doll.

"So are you going?"

" Whatever." I said.

"Okay bye girls...Zion must be waiting for me." Claire said and we nodded then she left.

" We should probably go shopping tomorrow since its a Saturday." Carol said.

" Yeayea." I said...I was pissed off a little I mean I'm not some sort of doll that will get all dressed up to a ball dance compulsorily.





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