The eighth-grade dance is coming up.
You know what that means right?
A sweet little ritual, with dancing and punch, that ends in fond memories of youth's splendor?
That was last week.
This week it means drama.
It means a choreography of complicated steps that will undulate around dress selection and hairstyles and photo-perfect moments (to be virally shared on one of the grams or chats or other networks that bind our whole lives up in knots).