The prom was a blast. I decided I was just going to enjoy myself. After all, what do I have to lose? I only have a week left, so I'd rather be genuine, and fun, than try to suppress my natural urge to be a goofball. I "hooked" Heggarty, serenaded Newcomb, and even tried to entice Hrivnak to do the "What is Love" head nod (all to no avail, might I add.) I probably looked like I needed a sobriety test, as I could barely stand up straight on my heels, but thankfully Harvey didn't seem to concerned!
I looked totally acceptable as well. My hair behaved about as well as it could have. I think I can keep this thing going, and now be even braver to experiment with clay and other types of "products".
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