The Sterling Hall was transformed. Usually, it was a place of boring lectures and dusty wooden benches, but tonight it looked like a scene from a high budget movie. Everywhere I looked, there were students in sharp suits and flowing dresses. But mixed in with us were the Grey Suits: the Board members and the University officials. They stood in small circles, holding champagne glasses and looking at us like we were specimens in a lab.
I smoothed down my emerald silk dress for the hundredth time. Beside me, Taylor was a golden streak of lightning. She looked incredible, but her eyes weren't on the decorations. She kept glancing at the VIP table where the Vice Chancellor sat with Wills Green.
"Audrey, stop fidgeting," Taylor whispered, leaning close so only I could hear.
"I don't feel too
