"Whoa---big place." Chloe looked the building up and down, barely able to
tell where it stopped and night began.
"It'd better be. Do you realize how many men, plus family and dates, are going to be in there?"
"So many men---so little time!" Chloe grinned as Whitney hooked arms with her and led her up the stairs.
"And you're just so lucky to be with the most handsome one of them all." Whitney smiled.
"Whatever mirror you've been talking too has been lying!" Chloe retorted as they checked their coats.
Whitney smirked at Chloe and she grinned back coyly.
"I guess this uniform IS a few steps up from a letterman jacket."
"I hate that jacket so much!" Whitney replied, earning a look from Chloe.
"What are you talking about?" Chloe inquired as Whitney looked slightly uncomfortable.
"A few years ago, it was a permanent fixture in your wardrobe."
"That jacket was a symbol of who I was, not what I DID, for so long. It literally defined me. For awhile, I never thought I'd escape 'Poor-dadless- jock-turned-Boy Scout' Whitney."
"Well, forget that Whitney. Tonight is all about the Whitney you've become. The one who is getting honored at this ball thing, and that I only agreed to go with because I thought I'd have fun."
"Got it---no moping."
Whitney and Chloe exchanged smiles as Whitney gave a man in a white tux two tickets.
"Remind me to write a check for my ticket when we get back to my apartment." Chloe said as they entered the large room with a live band.
"You're my date, I'm supposed to pay---and led in any dancing. Let's go!" Whitney grinned as they both got swept up in the already dancing crowd.
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"It'd better be. Do you realize how many men, plus family and dates, are going to be in there?"
"So many men---so little time!" Chloe grinned as Whitney hooked arms with her and led her up the stairs.
"And you're just so lucky to be with the most handsome one of them all." Whitney smiled.
"Whatever mirror you've been talking too has been lying!" Chloe retorted as they checked their coats.
Whitney smirked at Chloe and she grinned back coyly.
"I guess this uniform IS a few steps up from a letterman jacket."
"I hate that jacket so much!" Whitney replied, earning a look from Chloe.
"What are you talking about?" Chloe inquired as Whitney looked slightly uncomfortable.
"A few years ago, it was a permanent fixture in your wardrobe."
"That jacket was a symbol of who I was, not what I DID, for so long. It literally defined me. For awhile, I never thought I'd escape 'Poor-dadless- jock-turned-Boy Scout' Whitney."
"Well, forget that Whitney. Tonight is all about the Whitney you've become. The one who is getting honored at this ball thing, and that I only agreed to go with because I thought I'd have fun."
"Got it---no moping."
Whitney and Chloe exchanged smiles as Whitney gave a man in a white tux two tickets.
"Remind me to write a check for my ticket when we get back to my apartment." Chloe said as they entered the large room with a live band.
"You're my date, I'm supposed to pay---and led in any dancing. Let's go!" Whitney grinned as they both got swept up in the already dancing crowd.
-end