Partners paired off in awkward clusters. Melody’s date, a quiet boy named Leo from her chem class, was late. She scanned the crowd—couples giggling, stepping on toes, checking phones. Her stomach tightened.
Then a hand appeared at her elbow.
When the song ended, there was a scattered, genuine round of applause. Even Mrs. Cranston raised an eyebrow in approval. melody marks prom night practice
“You promised me a dance,” he said.
Dominic smiled. “She’d say it’s about time you two stopped practicing and started living.” Partners paired off in awkward clusters
Melody laughed, real and unguarded. “Your abuela sounds wise.” stepping on toes