lly decorated halls into the hallway. Anyone walking into the school's building could hear the fast-paced jams the deejay was rolling out. All around him, students gyrated, bounce

. Plus the Punk Brothers have been known to spike the punch at such occasions. They've never been caught though but rumours can usually have a tiny bit of truth in them. Come on, let's dance." The song had slowed down to an easy tempo and Rojo with Sophia holding onto his left hand joined the other dancing couples on the stage to begin a slow waltz. One, two, three, sidestep and Sophia copied his moves beautifully. Rojo found himself staring at Sophia's lips more and more as they danced around, he knew he couldn't take it much longer. As they waltzed around the room for the third time, Rojo took his chance when he and Sophia moved to a darkly lit section of the hall. He planted a soft kiss on Sophia's lips and was pleasantly surprised as Sophia took the kiss and ran with it. She fully opened her mouth and took in Rojo's, finding his tongue, sucking gently on it and wrapping her tongue around his teasingly. Rojo groaned. "Can we step outside just for a bit?" "If you insist", replies Sophia. Her voice was breathless. The kiss had had the same effect on both of them. They had stepped outside to a night sky full of stars and cool air. The air and lighting contrasted sharply with the atmosphere in the halls. A student puked behind one of the cars parked at the far end of the school and Sophia giggled at the sound. Someone definitely spiked the punch drink, good thing she had stopped at two glasses. She felt someone tugging on her hands and realised it was Rojo. He was taking her to the quieter area of the school and Sophia knew they were heading to the greenhouse. It was far off from where all of the action was in the school tonight and very few people were bound to come to that area, if any students at a