"Have a good time, honey," Steph said, smiling and waving at her daughter. The light from the evening sky was dimming, but she could still see most of the kids milling about outside the school, all dressed up in their dance attire. Surely, Athena was one of the prettiest girls there. She really hoped her daughter would have a fun night.
Speaking of fun nights, Steph had one planned out for herself, with the rest of the Cougar Crew. She looked down at her top, smiling at how it showed maximum cleavage from her DD-cup breasts (it still said FOXY LADY, but was now stretched tight around the giant orbs of her breasts). Then she looked at her incredibly short miniskirt and smiled yet again. Surely, she would have young studs flocking to her.
But first, she had to meet up with her friends at Heather's house.
As Jordan drove towards the school, her daughter Zoe's cell phone began to ring. Zoe answered it and heard a deep-voiced girl talking to her. She had a feeling that she should have recognized the voice, but she just couldn't place it.
"Hey, dude. It's me, Nadine. I just wanted to tell you that me and Kelly were going to that new nightclub tonight. You should come along."
Did she know someone named Nadine?
"Uh ... I think you have the wrong number," she said, before hanging up.
"We're here," Jordan said.
Linda smiled. She couldn't wait. Zoe, on the other hand, just frowned. She couldn't wait until her mom drove away so that she could ditch this stupid dance and head out with her friends.
And, just as she planned, Zoe headed away from the school after watching her mom drive down the street and around a corner, out of view, presumably heading towards Michelle's school for her dance.
When she met up with her friends Zelda and Trevor, she immediately took off her dress. "Good riddance to that." She turned towards Zelda. "Did you bring me something to wear?"
Zelda handed her some clothes - a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a pair of worn sneakers.
"What's this?" Zoe asked. "I wanted something gothic, or at least black."
"Sorry. It's all I could grab on short notice."
Zoe groaned, annoyed at her friend's hasty blunder, but she ended up putting the clothes on anyway. She could always change into something else later.
When it was all on, she looked down and saw that the shirt had something printed on it. Ugh, she hated those kinds of shirts. This one said ...
