#Chapter239
Prom antics
After our caked filled shenanigans at our eighteenth birthday, things called down. Well, that was before the prom frenzy hit. It wouldn’t be so bad, but with the posters plastered all over the school and promposals. Things were getting out of hand.
I remember one day we were all sitting in class, and the school had a fire drill. Even though it was May, it was chilly this day. They ushered us all outside, not giving anyone a chance to grab their hoodies or stuff.
We stood out there, and I was shivering because I was in a short-sleeve shirt.
/"Cold?/" Drew asked.
/"A little,/" I chattered.
