I’m not even paying attention, I’m just talking to the rest of the guys at the dance. We’re all wearing suits, mines a navy blue and a pale blue undershirt. I hear a loud rip and girls cackling. I look to see what happened. I see you standing there next to Jen and Kayla and the rest of the pick-me’s. Your dress is ripped all the way up the side of the skirt of your dress.