Each student was dressed in their best for the Gallor.
The Art students dressed to impress, all looking like runway models with touches of red in their outfits.
The Science Department students were equally stunning, hints of purple woven into their attire.
The Commercial students also looked breathtaking in their elegant outfits dawning a touch of red.
The large hall buzzed with excitement as every department occupied their designated sector.
Students sat in groups of three at each table.
Victoria and Baylee sat together, both looking stunning as always.
“Where the hell is he?” Victoria asked, turning to Baylee impatiently.
“I’m trying to reach him.
He’s not replying to my texts,” Baylee replied, eyes glued to his phone.
“Ugh, the council presidents are already here.
The doors would soon close,” she whined.
Although they were gathered for the opening speech celebrating the new building, the Gallor itself would begin immediately after the ceremony.
Everyone would move to the school guest house afterward, where the party was taking place.
The building had originally been constructed to accommodate parents and guests spending the night at the university, but another guest house was eventually built in its place.
Now students used the old building for parties and handouts.
Persha walked through the doors and immediately all eyes turned toward him.
He looked around for his friends before spotting Baylee waving him over.
“Where the hell were you?” Baylee asked.
“I’ve been texting you.”
“I had to pick up something.
Sorry,” Persha replied as he took his seat at the table.
He looked beautiful.
His hair framed his already striking face, while black boots completed the outfit flawlessly.
He could feel eyes boring into him from every direction, whispers trailing behind him like smoke.
“You guys look stunning,” he said, complimenting his friends.
He searched the table for Dash.
“Where’s Dash?”
“He’s sitting with Penelope,” Victoria replied.
Persha’s eyes wandered across the hall until they landed on Dash and his friends.
Then the students heard the doors shut.
“Good day, students and school management,” the Chancellor announced.
“As you all know, we are here to celebrate the opening of the new school building.
Let us rise for the prayer.”
The school pope walked toward the stage.
“Our Creator…”
The prayer echoed throughout the hall as students bowed their heads respectfully.
Afterward, they recited the school’s mission and vision before the ceremony officially came to an end.
Marcel stepped onto the stage with a grin.
“Let’s party.”
The hall erupted into cheers as students immediately filed out toward the guest house.
The walls and floors thrummed from the bass of the loud music inside the building.
Lights bounced wildly across the walls while sweaty bodies moved together on the dance floor.
Right in the middle of it all was Persha, a drink in his hand, clearly tipsy as he swayed to the music oblivious to the intense gaze fixed on him from across the room.
“Hey, I’ll be right back.
Stay here.
I’m going to get us more drinks.”
Baylee stumbled toward the drink station while Persha completely ignored his instructions and disappeared deeper into the sea of dancing bodies instead.
He bumped into someone but did not bother checking who it was.
Laughing loudly, he emptied the remaining alcohol in his cup as bodies brushed and pressed against him from every direction.
Hands roamed carelessly over him, but Persha paid no mind to it.
It was a party after all, and he planned to enjoy himself completely.
Baylee barely reached the drink station before tripping over his own feet.
He squeezed his eyes shut, expecting to smash face first into the floor.
Instead, his cheek landed against something unbelievably soft and squishy.
“Huh?” he gasped.
He stayed there for a few seconds, dizziness clouding his brain as sleep threatened to overtake him.
Maybe he really should not drink anymore.
“They’re soft, aren’t they?” a voice whispered dangerously close to his ear.
Without lifting his head immediately, Baylee slowly turned his face, only for his eyes to meet two very large breasts.
His entire face flushed bright red.
He jerked upright too quickly for someone in his condition and nearly lost his balance again.
Finally, he looked up at the owner of the voice.
His eyes widened in complete shock as he came face to face with Tiffany Haydes.
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