Noah

The gym looked like someone took a normal Friday night and dumped a gallon of glitter on it.

Streamers in school colors were draped from the basketball hoops, fairy lights wrapped around the bleachers, and the DJ had the speakers turned up so loud the bass felt like it was thumping straight through my ribs. The dance floor was packed—mostly girls, spinning and laughing like this was the greatest night of their lives, hair bouncing, dresses swishing, arms in the air like they were ...