GOODLUCK

The more they walked, the closer and louder the music became and there was a door in front of them which had the bowling alley behind it.

Johnathan could see colorful lights escaping from the cracks which let him know that it isn’t just bowling but there should also be a party happening in there.

Whoever organized this must have paid a pretty penny to transform a regular bowling rink into a disco party but since they are students of Wellstone, the money should be considered a cheap change to them.

Because of how close Johnathan was behind her, Shirley got annoyed and stopped walking.

"Why the hell are you following me?" She asked and Johnathan grimaced.

He also stopped after hearing the ridiculousness of the accusation.

"Who said I'm following you?" He asked.

"You are so there's no use denying it," she said as a vein bulged on her forehead.

Johnathan scoffed then he smacked his tongue.

"Listen here miss Vice President or whatever you call yourself—"

"It's Shirley, Shirley Price. I alr
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