What do you mean by you do not have a dress" Mabel demanded.
I shrugged. "I have not gotten a dress yet."
"The Formal is tomorrow!" She exclaimed dramatically. "We have to get you a dress".
"I don't think I am going to go" I told her.
"What?" She shrieked. I cringed when everyone in the hall turned to stare at us. I turned away from their eyes, shoving my calculus and biology binders in my locker.
"You have to go it is the Winter formal, you can't just not - oh hey summer"
I looked up to see Summer leaning against the locker beside mine, an amused expression on her face
"What are you guys talking about?" She looked at Mabel and raised an eyebrow.
"You look ready to have a seizure"
"Helen says she is not going for the winter formal" Mabel told her.
"What about Ian" Summer asked,
