Chapter Three
The car was filled with a sense of anticipation, the air thick with laughter and excitement as Felicity navigated the familiar streets. The bass of the music pulsed through the speakers, matching the rhythm of our racing hearts. Mara leaned back in her seat, her long hair dancing in the wind from the open windows.
“I can’t believe we finally graduated!” Felicity shouted over the music, her eyes sparkling with joy. “this is our night to celebrate!”
“Right? We’ve been waiting for this for so long!” I replied, glancing at the girls in the backseat. Mara was scrolling through her phone, eagerly checking for any updates about the party.
“Okay, but seriously, what if we get there and it’s a total bust?” Mara asked, biting her lip, her anxiety creeping in.
I nudge her playfully. “Come on, it’s us! We’re the Three Muskateers! We could turn a boring party into the night of our lives. Plus, the graduating class of ‘007 is known for the best parties for the past four years.”
“Exactly!” Felicity added, glancing at Mara through the rearview mirror. “Plus we’ve got our killer outfits. We’re bound to make an impression!”
As we drove closer to the venue, I felt a mix of nerves and excitement bubbling within me. My mind drifted back to the moment in the auditorium earlier that day. The way is blue eyes had locked onto mine. Shaking my head, I tried to push the thought away. This was supposed to be a night of fun, not dwelling on past heartbreaks.
“Hey, do you guys remember the night of the eighth-grade dance?” I asked, hoping to shift the mood.
“Oh my god, yes! The disaster of all disasters!” Felicity laughed, her eyes lighting up with the memory. “You wore that awful sequined dress, and we spent the whole night trying to avoid dancing with the boys. ”
Mara chimed in, giggling. “And we ended up in the corner, eating all the cupcakes instead! Best night ever, though.”
“Exactly! We may not have danced, but we made our own fun,” I said, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over me. “Tonight will be just like that, but even better. We’re older, we’re graduating, and no one can ruin this for us.”
The excitement in the car was palpable as we pulled onto the street where Alexis lives. The street is buzzing with energy. The music floods the air and you can feel it pulsing from within once you reached the end of the drive way, laughter spilling out into the warm night air. Thankfully Alexis is a close friend of ours and she saved us a spot right outside of her parents’ house. Felicity parked the car, and we exchanged looks filled with determination.
“Ready to make some memories?” Felicity asked, turning to us with a grin.
“Absolutely!” Mara and I replied in unison, our nerves transformed into exhilaration.
We stepped out of the car, the night wrapping around us like a warm embrace. As we walked toward the front door, I felt a surge of confidence. Tonight is our night, and nothing is going to hold us back.
With a deep breath, we pushed through the front door, ready to step into the world of celebration, laughter, and perhaps a little bit of chaos.
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