JUNE;
It was the school's annual dance night. I had heard some other students talk about it with such excitement and anticipation all through the week. The girls were gearing up eagerly to look their best, and the boys… Simply being boys, talking about supposed dance partners.
Friday night was here finally. The school gym had been transformed into something almost magical. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, soft blue and purple lights swept across the floor, and the DJ played a slow song that made the air feel thicker.
I stood near the punch table in my new pale blue dress, the one I had finally taken out of the closet, torn out the tag. The fabric hugged my waist and flowed down to my knees.
I felt pretty, but also completely out of place, because I had no one in mind to
