The night finally came, the leavers dance was here and in full force. Cleo and I went there no matter the consequences we'd face afterwards. I went all out on my outfit for the night, and so did Cleo.
I wore a black slim fit suit with a blue tie and she wore a blue dress to match my tie. And I have to say we looked stunning. Cleo lied to her Dad and told him she was going to the dance by herself because he wouldn't let her go with me. She threw in a couple tears and tantrums in the hopes her Dad would let her go out just for that one night.
And it worked.
Our plan was to meet up somewhere before the dance. I met up with her at a secret spot and we went to the dance together. We walked into the dance with no care of what people had to say. We were going all out for that one night. One of my uncles who happened to hear I was going to a leavers dance found it necessary to put a stash of condoms in my pocket just in case things got to that point.