The final bell of the day echoed through the halls of Whitney Young Magnet High School, but instead of the usual rush of students heading for the exits, the Student Council gathered in the library for their meeting. The Winter Dance was just two weeks away, and as head of their class, Isla and Sade were tasked with making sure it was a night to remember.
Sade flipped through a clipboard filled with notes and to-do lists while Isla adjusted her chair, trying to get comfortable. The committee chairs were going over their updates, but tension filled the air between the two friends.
“So, we’ve settled on the decorations, the DJ’s booked, and the caterer confirmed the menu,” one of the committee members announced.
Sade nodded. “Good, but we need to finalize the treat table. I’m thinking we s
