Dedication to regular readers.
Trigger warning: PG13 language
The night finally came. The prom was this night. The hall was decorated typically. Senior students were reaching the venue with their fellas. Some of them were fond of extravaganza and were coming there in fancy vehicles.
Boys were dressed in sobar suits and shirts. They were looking smarter than they ever did, even the punks were looking nice in such outfit. Girls were not even recognizable in their beautiful attires. They were wearing makeovers and exceptional gowns and frocks. It seemed that this night, fairies have landed on the earth.
Silvia came with Michael riding a Masaretti. She was in her beautiful brown gown with her hair tied in a messy bun. Her eyes were wearing smoky mountain shades of black and golden. Nothing but a single diamond was in her locket. She had pearled bracelet on her left hand. She was wearing a pair of chocolate color heels. She looked like an angel.
Michael was wearing deep blue tux with a white shirt underneath. His pants were black as night. He looked handsome and dashing. Girls in the party were looking at him and sighing. They were slightly jealous of Silvia.
And unfortunately, McKenzie was here too. Though she was expelled, she was escorted here with another senior boy, Henry Edinburgh. He was rich. And obviously, McKenzie got along with Henry only for his riches.
McKenzie was wearing a pale pink long gown while the top was black. Her feet were covered with black stilettos. She had worn black diamond set which was a gift from Henry. She looked beautiful as well, but her inner cruelty got expressed anyhow.
Evan was included in that extravaganzic group. He brought himself and Henrietta in a limousine. Henrietta caught everyone's attention. Her too short dress was enough to bind spell of others that they didn't notice how beautiful she looked in her side bun with a pinkish makeover in her white floral dress. She was wearing a pair of stilettos as she was pressurized to wear them.
She was the only one who had the white cane in her hand. Evan was feeling a bit ashamed on his decision to escort none but Henrietta Arthur.
Accordingly, they fit in. The usual dance course started with an invisible rivalry of the best looking dates. Silvia was dancing with Michael. She was sometimes pinching herself to ensure that this was not a dream.
McKenzie was with Henry. But her eyes were not on him. Her cunning eyes were concentrating on something else.
Henrietta was with Evan. He was calm and quite. But careful senses of Henrietta told her that something was wrong with him.
"I said oh my! What a marvelous tune! It was the best night, never would forget how we moved. The whole place, was dressed to the nines and we were dancing, dancing." The orchestra played.
"Like we're made of Starlights, right Evan?" Henrietta asked as she twirled upon her feet. Dancing was her latent talent.
"Hmm." Evan replied lifelessly.
She knew Evan wasn't alright, "Hey darling, are you alright?"
"Yes I'm." His voice seemed husky, as he was anxious for something.
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