You're standing, leaning against a wall. The music's blasting with teenagers dancing with each other. Even some of the teachers are dancing. But not you. Your friends made you go, saying that you're gonna "have fun"

You look around, mostly playing games the whole time, when someone walks up to you and taps your shoulder

Want to get outta here? You hear a voice say. You barely managed to make out the words

you look at them, and it's your classmate, Thomas

will you go with him?