SimDonia Prepatory Gymnasium | Hallow Slough, SimDonia
Chantel cheers: We're the best! Our teams too cool! We got the class to rock this school!
Victoria sighs loudly
Eric annoyed: Vick, what is your deal? That's like the twelth time you've sighed since we've been sitting here.
Ella: More like twelth hundrendth!
Chantel cheers: We're the best, so score them points. You win the game, we'll rock this joint!
Victoria: Ugh, you guys! I just feel like we're not talking enough about prom!
Eric, Ella, and Chantel groan in frustration
Chantel: Okay, ya'll are not even watching me practice, are you?
Eric: Vick, what do you mean? I feel like it's all we've talked about since school started.
Victoria: We've barely scratched the surface! No one has their outfits picked, we haven't secured an afterparty, Ella hasn't even gotten security clearance to go! Time is of the essence, people!
Ella: It is literally months away.
Victoria: 153 days to be exact.
Eric: But, who's counting?
Ella: We have exams, college admissions, I'm on bridesmaid duty! What exactly do you want us to be talking about that's so important?
Victoria: Well, we could start with dates. Ella, I'm assuming you're going with Luca. It's just a matter of time before he asks you.
Ella: Uh, yep, I guess so.
Victoria: And Eric?
Eric: Uh... I was thinking of asking my friend, Mckenzie. You guys remember her, right?
Ella: How could we forget?
Chantel cheers: And a 1, 2, 3, - should I just stop?
Victoria: Chantel! We're the only two without dates to prom?
Chantel scoffs: As if I'm worried about getting a date to the prom.
Victoria: You're not?
Chantel: No! Getting a date is easy. I could get one right now if I wanted.
Victoria: Yeah, okay, Chantel.
Chantel: You don't believe me? Watch this.
Ella: Here she goes.
Eric: This should be good.
Chantel: Hey, you!
Victoria: Oh my, Watcher. She's really doing this.
Student: Uh, me?
Chantel: Yeah, you. Your name's Lee, isn't it?
Lee: Uh... yes.
Chantel: Chantel. You going to prom with anyone?
Lee: Oh, uh... no.
Chantel: Wanna to go with me?
Lee: With you? Really. I mean, sure. Why not, I guess?
Chantel: Cool. I'll send you the deets on Social Bunny.
Lee: Cool! I'll see you then.
Chantel: See? Told you. No big deal.
Eric: Wow, I can't believe you just did that.
Ella: I can.
Victoria: Okay, yeah. I'll give you props that that was pretty ballsy. But, that's not going to work for those of us who actually care about who we go to prom with and have specific people in mind.
Eric: Like who?
Victoria: Like I'd tell you guys so you can hunt him down! I'm going to trust in the Watcher that he will come to me with an elaborate promposal, we'll go in beautiful matching outfits, win prom King and Queen, and live happily ever after.
Ella laughs: As you deserve, Vicky.
Chantel: Yeah, yeah. That's all great. I wish the best for you. Now will you guys actually watch me cheer? This is gym period, right?
Ella, Eric, and Victoria groan in compliance
