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[img]http://chapelhillspreschool.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/custom-divider-09.png[/img][/center][indent][indent][indent]For the first time since she's been a student at King's Academy, Chanel Martin could actually say that she was pleasantly surprised with how well whatever committee was usually in charge of decorating had done this time around. When Chanel entered the room with Sunshine by her side, she couldn't help but smile a bit as she took in her immediate surroundings; a rather large crowd had already began to form on the dance floor, and Chanel had already made plans in her head to join them... as soon as she found whichever punch bowl had been spiked. It wasn't that she needed any alcohol in her system to have a good time; In fact, Chanel thrived in social settings such as this one. But one... or maybe four cups certainly wouldn't hurt. If anything, it would help her get into the partying mood even faster. 

As soon as Sunshine had left Chanel alone by the refreshments table, the young woman grabbed a plastic cup from the stack and began her search for the spiked fountain. She found it sooner than she would've thought, and her nose flared in disgust as she finally took a sip of the crimson colored liquid. [i]Vodka.[/i] [color=#D2652C]"Ugh..."[/color] the young woman muttered before taking a deep breath and finishing the rest of it in two gulps. She repeated this process once more before tossing her cup into the nearby trash and beginning her search for any familiar faces.

The first person who caught Chanel's eye was, of course, her red-headed best friend; The young woman watched in amusement as her friend moved around on the dance floor with none other than Sonny Drake. Chanel had to admit that she wasn't [i]completely[/i] horrified by Sonny's dancing; Sure, he wasn't on some next level Michael Jackson type of shit, but it wasn't nearly as bad as she would've thought. The next person that Chanel found herself eyeing was Chrissie McCoy; Although she did think that the girl looked stunning in her pink dress, she couldn't help but scrunch her nose at the sight of her dancing around with the school man-whore himself. Chanel may have been over whatever little drama had happened before then, but she still didn't trust Kavi as far as she could throw him. [color=#D2652C]"Out of all people..."[/color] Chanel murmured as she rolled her eyes and turned to fill up another cup. It was only after finishing it off and making a mental note to give Sunshine her keys that she deemed herself ready to get the party started.

As Chanel made her way to the dance floor, she grabbed the nearest decent-looking guy and hauled him along with her, ignoring the protests of his company. He didn't seem to mind too much, though, especially after she began dancing, matching the sensuality of Zayn Malik's velvety voice. She was determined to have the time of her life that night... though part of her still made sure to keep a watchful eye on her friends (and enemies) while doing so.
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