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Georgie stared out the car window as the Uber pulled up to the curb.  Most people seemed to be in the dance already and because she had insisted on getting good pictures of the full moon night today she had just about made herself late to her own homecoming.  She shook her head at herself and huffed in annoyance as she pulled open the car door and thanked the driver on the way out.  The man nodded and as soon as she had slammed the door shut, already started to take off, the fumes rising up behind him in the relatively cold air.
[color=slateblue] "Thanks mom and dad."[/color] Why couldn't they come and send her off? Would they even make it to her prom at this rate? She'd left an empty house so who was to say that sometime in the future she wouldn't be coming back to one as well?

Georgie gathered up her black, lacy dress up about her and made her way to the front doors of the country club, slipping in relatively unnoticed.  A strand of hair tumbled down from her loose bun and she nudged at it, annoyed.  Why couldn't things even go right today?  And speaking of, where were her normal crowd at? Georgie scanned the masses of people but didn't find any familiar faces.  Great.  This was shaping up to be quite the terrible event.  The music pulsated, shaking the floors as spiked punch was constantly being passed around in front of her face.  She grabbed one of the random drinks being passed and took off, paying the "hey!" behind her no notice as she tipped her head back and swallowed down the whole glass in one smooth motion. She rubbed her neck, feeling the absence of her camera strap and screwed her eyes shut. She'd forgotten the one thing that she'd wanted to bring.  Not that she could get much out of this situation anyway regarding how disoriented everything felt.  Man, was she a mess.  Her thoughts were tumbling this way and that and she had no idea what was ruining her mood.

Maybe she could make this all go away by just dancing and drinking and when she went home there wouldn't be anything else left in her to even notice if anyone was there or not. Georgie reached up to pull the hair elastic holding her hair up and shook it out as her waves unfurled in front of her eyes.  What better way to welcome the school year than to forget it?