It was a night filled with unlimited dessert, chef delicacies, and even champagne for any student in the grand ballroom. There was no denying that Senior Prom was much more liberating than the Junior one, as if one year later things had already changed so much about them.
Have they grown? Have they become more mature? Experienced more things in just less than a year that they were now entitled to drink alcohol during a school event?
Whichever it was, it was clear that Alexa was taking full advantage of it all as she slumped down on the seat, her dress getting all folded without a care in the world except for her fifth chocolate cake and tenth glass of champagne.
“You know you’re the bestest person in the whole wide world, don’t you?” Alexa exclaimed as she took her best friend’s face
