The Spring Dance: Part 1

Springtime socials in the small town of Royceville were always a pleasant proposition to most of the townspeople there.  The most anticipated of these events, at least for the young seniors at Robert Royce High School, was, of course, the Spring Dance. For some, it was simply another chance to enjoy the companionship of friends while celebrating the nearing end of the school year. For others, it was a chance to welcome the warmer weather with the excitement of exploring budding romances. Both the single girls and the single guys had great expectations for the evening as its unfolding would make or break the possibility of having a boyfriend or a girlfriend for the oncoming summer break. After all, what was summer worth without having someone lovely to share it with?

The organization of the Spring Dance fell to a committee of volunteer seniors generally composed of members of the ever sprightly and zealous cheerleading squad. Things were a little different this year. For the first time in a decade, the Robert Royce High squad had won the regional cheerleading championships and was off to compete in the state championships. The dance was close to being cancelled due to the absence of its organizers, but, as luck would have it, it was decided that two seniors should be picked to finalize the last details. It would after all be a terrible shame to have to cancel such a special event.

Robert Lawson and Jenny Peters were the lucky two chosen to head up the Spring Dance committee and they both could not be any more miserable. Both enjoyed dances in their own way; Robert because it was a great opportunity to make fun of the fancied up kids pretending to be adults; Jenny because she always dreamed that she would experience her first kiss there. However, it was working with each other that repulsed them both. In fact, over the past year, Jenny and Robert had developed a genuine dislike for one another.

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