Kay stood in the back and watched as the student body began to enter the hall. Friends met up with friends and
found tables to sit at. Soon the hall was full and buzzing with excitement. Walking through the door into the kitchen,
she informed the cook that everyone was there, and that he could start serving dinner whenever he was ready.
Exiting the kitchen, she spotted Reese sitting with Miguel, Charity, Beth, Hank, Luis, and Sheridan. Strolling
over, she sat in the only open seat.
"Hi Kay." Miguel greeted.
"Hey everyone. Dinner will be starting soon. How are you all liking it?" Kay asked.
"Itís great. Iím having so much fun and it just started!" Charity enthusiastically answered.
"Thatís cool." Kay answered. She turned to her right and caught Reese staring at her. She leaned over
to him and whispered in his ear, "If you donít stop staring, someone will notice, and my uncle is at this
A light blush crept upon his cheeks as she backed away. Looking around the table, she noted how the only person
watching her was her Uncle Hank. He looked at her and shook his head lightly. "Stop it" she mouthed to
him. The head waiter announced that dinner was being served, and Kay thanked God for the break.
After dinner, Kay excused herself and went to mingle with the students. The first table she stopped at was full
"Hi everyone. How are you enjoying the night so far?" Kay asked.
"Itís great. I love the decorations." Becky Miller answered, her boyfriend Chrisí arm around her.
"I couldnít agree more. This is really fabulous." Jamie Stevens added.
"Well Iím glad youíre having a good time. Dinner should be cleared in a few moments, and then the dance floor
will be open. Have a great time!" Kay commented, before leaving the table and repeating the process at the
next few tables. Finally she came to the table that held the "popular" seniors.
"Good evening. How are you all tonight? Enjoying yourselves?" Kay asked as she approached the table.
"I would say so. Isnít that right, John?" Chantelle Roberts asked her boyfriend John Gilmore, the captain
of the football, basketball, and baseball team.
"Uh huh. The best." He answered leaning over and squeezing her.
"Well thatís wonderful, I hope you continue to enjoy yourself this evening." Kay remarked, anxious to
leave the table.
"Oh we will! And weíre anxious to hear your song!" Chantelle hollered out. A burst of laughter from
the table followed her comment, and Kay walked away, counting to ten silently.
She continued her rounds without anymore embarrassment or rude commenting. She ended up back at her original table
just before Chad announced that the dance floor was open. Sitting down, she watched as couples and friends started
to mill around.
"So, do you want to dance?" Reese asked, sliding his seat over next to hers.
"Reese, not right now, but later. I just got finished walking the room, so give me a few minutes to relax,
okay?" Kay replied.
"Sure. Iíll wait all night if I have to." Reese flashed her a smile that made her knees weak, and she
thanked God that she was sitting down. For the first time, she noted how good he looked in his tux. His hair was
falling loose on his head, with the mixture of blond and brown hair bringing out his green eyes. His eyes glittered
in the now dim lights, and she smiled as a light blush crept upon her face. This definitely would be a night to
"So, where should we go to get the best view of the kids?" Hank asked Beth as they walked around.
"I donít know whatís wrong with the dance floor." Beth responded.
"Nah, standing in the middle of the dance floor, watching them dance would remind me of our prom. Do you
remember Ms. Hawthorne? She was a vulture. I think she split up on couple because they were dancing too close,
during a slow song." Hank remarked, causing Beth to burst into a fit of laughter. "What?"
"I didnít really mean like that, although I do remember her. And the couple was Luis and I for your information.
He didnít like that very much." Beth responded between giggles.
"Some how I knew I knew the couple. Well, if you didnít mean it like that, then how did you mean it?"
"What did you mean when you said dance floor?" Hank clarified.
"Oh, that. Jeez Hank, talk about cryptic." Beth rolled her eyes.
"You didnít answer my question." Hank reminded her.
"I thought we could go out there and dance."
"Dance? How would that be performing our chaperonial duties?"
"Well, first off, we can set a good example. Show them how to dance not vulgarly. And, when weíre in the
middle, weíre a constant reminder that adults are present. Plus, we get a better view of the area." Beth summed
"I guess that makes sense." Hank agreed.
"Thank you. Now címon." Beth grabbed his hand and leaded the way to the dance floor. Hank felt his heart
flutter and his body temperature rise. Calm down he told himself, sheís just doing this to be a good chaperone.
Good why does her being a good chaperone cause me so much trouble. Sheís so beautiful, and intelligent. Torture
must be her middle name.