Chapter One: Dance tickets
Me and Allie stood in the singles line to buy dance tickets. The theme for the dance was masquerade ball. The rules were that couples would get matching colored stickers with a letter and singles were given a blue sticker. But everyone was required to have a color representing there grade. Yellow for the niners (freshman), green for the sophomores, orange for the juniors and red for the seniors. I paid for my ticket and made sure they put my name on the list so they would deliver the stickers the day of the dance during my last period. I would get a blue and green sticker. After I was done I walked off to the side so I could wait for Allie to finish up.
Allie finally finished and walked up to me with her toothy grin and she automatically began talking about stuff I could care less about. Don't get me wrong I love Allie but sometimes shes a bit to much. While walking with Allie my eyes scanned over the crowded hallway and they just happened to see KC and Jenna making out against a wall. I guess I would have to see that a lot this year. I couldn't look at them anymore, even if I was some what over KC I wasn't over the betrayal. Jenna was my friend and she stole KC from me and I wasn't over that. It probably seemed as if I forgot about it but I would get her back. Get over it St. Clare wanted revenge and St. Clare wasn't going to be a St. this year.
I didn't want to think about KC and Jenna so I began to listen to Allie rant about dress shopping ideas. I actually was excited for the dance. It was the first dance I would get to go to as a sophomore. Allie said we should go shopping this weekend since the dance was next Saturday. I decided to tell her what kind of dress I wanted. "Allie since I've changed my look for the year I wanna change my appearance so I want to go all out". Allie squeaked. "Clare Diana Edwards I've been waiting forever to here you say those words, me and you are going to blow the school away the night of the dance. I promise you I wont over do it I have the perfect"- "actually Allie I have an idea. I want to look glamorous and fabulous (she was beaming after I said those words) but I want to look sophisticated, angelic, Cinderella-is but at the same time I want to look confident and I stuttered saying the word, s-s-sexy". So much for confidence. If Allie looked happy before now she looked like a child on Christmas morning. Allie finally let the words process in her mind and then she smiled and said in a calm voice, don't worry you'll looking stunning when I'm done with you. We laughed and hugged then linked arms and walked off the to advanced math. This year was definitely going to be interesting.