Chapter Nineteen
A bad day can always be made better with banana pudding
—Ronnie to Ten
Tensanne
THE PARTY IS in full swing. Tons of people from this little college town all mingling together in the Mayor’s Mansion. The Chief of Police and many of his men, the firemen dressed in their tuxedos with muscle’s bulging makes Ronnie drool. Professors, students, friends, colleagues all dressed up, drinking and enjoying the evening.
Kohl said I’m more beautiful than a princess but I feel like Cinderella at the Ball. Waiting to turn into a pumpkin at midnight.
Dancing, laughing, feeling free and wonderful. Kohl is amazing. A true Prince Charming. Every little girl grows up wanting the fairy tale and right now I’m living it.
I have been carrying around the truth potion in my clutch all night. Debating on whether I want to add a couple of drops to his drink or not.
Ronnie and I have been dancing our feet off. Taking a break, Kohl is sitting at the table with a few members of the basketball team. Catching his attention, I signal that I’m going to get a drink.
Standing in line, I feel a tap on my shoulder.
“Yous having a good time, Tensanne?”
Turning I meet the white smiling eye