Junior Prom: A Night to Remember

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Junior Prom: A Night to Remember

James Flink

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The Junior Prom took place on Saturday, May 18th, at the Trumbull Marriott. Being my first dance of high school, I wasn’t sure what to expect. What would the venue look like? Would people really dance? Would there be rap or slow songs? Let me tell you, this dance did not disappoint. The venue was perfect. There was a large dance floor where people could bust their moves. There was a slew of nicely-dressed tables with bags of candy for each attendee and plenty of food of which I had none. Apparently the chicken tenders were pretty good, but I never had any because as soon as I hit the dance floor, the dancing began: and it didn’t end until it was time to leave. Through a good mix of top raps and popular throwbacks, the DJ was able to keep people bumping for more than two hours. Half an hour into the dance, my shirt was drenched in sweat. As I danced, laughed, and talked with friends over the music, I couldn’t believe how much fun I was having. To me, dances never seemed to be about dancing, they were about the “dress-up” and gossip of who was going with who. This prom was different. People put their phones away, their judgements in the rearview mirror, and seemed to genuinely have a good time. That was awesome! Burdened with finals and playoff sports games, the prom was a great way to de-stress and have a fantastic time. As I broke it down to songs like “Pure Water” and “Stacey’s Mom,” I got a ton of double takes and stares. People couldn’t believe I was just letting loose. But why not? This was junior prom. Our junior prom. It’s never going to happen again. Forget about the stress of homework, close games, or auditions. Let it fly. And it seemed that most people did exactly that. I mingled with people I’d barely spoken to before and saw the crazy side of people I thought were strictly serious (myself included). In a world where people are so cut-throat and goal-driven, it was nice to see people relax and have a good time. High school is really hard. Life is really hard. But it also has plenty of joys, and the prom was an example of that. To me, it seemed most people didn’t care who it was they danced with or if they messed up their hair or outfit. People wanted to have a good time, and with only one more year left together, that was a beautiful thing to see. When I finally got to bed at 2 a.m., I told myself I’d never miss another dance. I’d never miss another opportunity to have a great time with friends, get a nice workout on the dance floor, and forget about the stresses that so often consume us. So, thank you to all those who pushed me to join you this time; I had a blast, and I look forward to next year.