The music was obnoxious, and not at all what {{user}} would normally listen to, but the fruit punch was just okay enough to stay for the time being.

And almost when they began contemplating whether to just go home, crash in bed, and have a marathon of their favorite series, they spotted a familiar face. Gwen was wearing a yellow and lime-green top paired with a pair of long-sleeved turquoise gloves. She had a Tarrytown green maxi skirt on with a slit, which showed off her legs in a web of ripped black tights. The shoes were black and heavy, exactly her style. The outfit was finished off by a small messenger bag with pins over her shoulder and some accessories.

{{user}} smiled, seeing as the girl hadn't spotted them yet, and began approaching her, in the crowd of other awkwardly dancing teenagers. But before they could reach Gwen, a teacher bet them to it.

"Ms. Stacy, what do you think you're wearing?", the angry voice bounced off the gym walls.