Page 40 of Playing with Fire

But how could it not? Everyone looked so good. Despite most people not bringing dates we enjoyed watching Elijah and Kylie together.

Even JAMIE and Camden scored arm pieces. Tristan's news about attending the senior prom left me completely astonished.

The prior evening, he revealed his attendance plans but who he chose as his date shocked me even more.

Sasha Celes ranked among the most challenging girls for guys to converse with. Her true friendliness emerged after you got to know her.

After discovering her boyfriend cheated on her last year, she started ignoring every guy who approached her.

My awe for Tristan goes far beyond mere words. I am at a loss for words but now I understand how my brother can communicate so effectively.

But enough about me. Tonight was set to become the greatest night of my existence. And very picture-worthy.

I looked hot.

And it was the best nights so far. Everything had been going well. The music was loud while I and Hazel mixed with numerous guests and enjoyed an exquisite food selection. I couldn't identify half of the food, but it tasted amazing.

While attending the event I captured photos. Elijah was walking with Kylie when we found her and took her away.

We snapped numerous photos with funny shots among them which I received on my phone.

I'm getting these printed over the weekend.

Elijah agreed to take a picture with me. We accomplished the task through conversation with Kylie after a difficult effort.

More than two hours after I got here I took a break to visit the bathroom. I opened the door and found several girls in the middle of makeup touch-ups while drinking alcohol.

The inspectors evaluated the bags yet determined them to be unsatisfactory. The prom was enjoyable, yet one shot couldn't hurt at all.

Before taking a sip, I asked what the drink was.

"Pink Whitney." One of them said.

I gave an affirmative nod before taking a sip as the liquor scorched my throat before finally settling in my stomach.

While I was in the bathroom washing my hands someone approached me and asked "Emerson, have you seen Jaxon tonight?"

I sighed and shook my head. We haven't seen Jaxon since we departed my house earlier this evening. After drying my hands, I went back to the party. Principal Howards declared the Prom King and Queen to the crowd a few minutes after

I got back.

The sound of applause for Jaxon's Prom King victory filled the room while girls screamed ecstatically at the unsurprising result.

Their voices drive me nuts whenever I listen to them.

Principal Howards' announcement of Savannah Skye as Prom Queen made me feel increasingly irritated.

Oh. My. God.

The audience kept clapping but I responded with an eye roll. I discovered Hazel standing at the edge and walked towards her.

"Hey, Hazel," I said.

"Hi, Em." she smiled. "Are you even surprised?" she asks, referring to the winners.

"Not at all." I shake my head. The other competitors didn't have any chance against him.

She laughed but quieted down. After noticing her attention moving past my shoulder, I felt compelled to turn around. On his own Felix performed a slow clap while the rest applauded. Hazel's full attention was locked on him when I turned around to look.

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