Peggy's POV

This is it. The day of the dance... I got my dress. I got my date. Angie is coming. Eliza is not. Alex is not. Theo? Probably not. Mariah? Alex isn't going, so, questionable. It was a school wide dance, and a lot of the school wouldn't be there. Well, at least I knew that Herc would be there. I grinned to myself. And Angie, and Laf. Everyone else was a huge question mark.

The dance was a fairy tale theme. I arrived with Herc, and Angie came in with Laf. She had a bandage around her head, but other than that, she was fine. I surveyed the people dancing. There weren't many. My eyes caught on one girl, twirling with her date. She was in a black and red dress, with bright red lipstick, and curled black hair. Mariah. Her date was James. He seemed completely ignorant to Mariah's crimes. The guys kept their distance from her, especially Laf. Herc and I danced the night away for hours, until I noticed John off in the corner by himself.

"Hey, why are you over here?" He looked up, revealing the red in his eyes. "I... I can't find Alex. I think he's gone!" I told him about what had happened, and it didn't seem to make him feel any better. That was when I realized how sad of a night this was. We had lost people. All of us. We all had a dates, dresses, and suits, and that was all. That was all we have. We would never see Eliza or Alex again, Angie was in a head bandage, Laf was terrified of Mariah, Mariah was in danger of being arrested, James was oblivious to how terrible Mariah really was, John was here in the corner, and no one was really happy. Not even me. Theo wasn't even here. Who knows why? It could be a multitude of things. 

The lights shone on everyone's miserable faces. Then I realized something; There's no reason for us to be upset. We can't do anything now. Except be happy ourselves. I walked up to the little stage, and grabbed a microphone.

Sorry for the short chapter, you guys! The next one will be out later today.