Zack couldn’t believe how fast the day went by. Before he knew it, it was Dance time. Not only did he not have anyone to go with, but he also realized speed clones wouldn’t work thanks to the stupid school security. In misery of knowing he had to go, he did his hair and sprayed himself with stuff he thought smelt good. There was no way he was getting in a suit, so wore his regular attire.
“Hopefully this will do...” Zack hoped, before rushing to the dance room. It was just getting started, so at least he hadn’t missed much. He was pretty sure he saw some familiar faces, but was unsure. Either way he was already feeling embarrassed for even trying to look good.
“Uuugh. This is going to be the worst,” Zack muttered as he kind of stood near the corner snack bar awkwardly.