Chapter 12

But I couldn’t even revel in the feelings. I was so frustrated by the situation, about constantly coming up against a brick wall, that my euphoria quickly vanished. The ball was in two days, and I was having zero luck.

“I don’t know.” I sighed heavily and flopped backward onto the couch, rubbing my hands against my face. “I’ve called every place I can think of. Either they are already booked, they can’t accommodate our numbers, or they just flat out said ‘no.’ I’m at a loss.”

Chase’s brow furrowed, and his gaze focused on the far wall. “How many people are we talking?”

“Around a hundred. Fifty-two teens live at and use services at the center. Everyone said they were coming, and almost everyone has a date. And then ten adults to chaperone. And you. And maybe a few other dates?”

He nodded, still not looking at me. “And we just need an open space for dancing. A few bathrooms?”

“Yes,” I answered a little warily. “Chase? What are you thinking?”