"Hey man" he said as you opened the door. He was wearing a leather jacket torn jeans and designer shoes, everything about him smelled of money and an image he wanted. Josh's Dad had come up big on the stock exchange and his family had become overnight millionaires , luckily you two had been really close before he got rich so he held onto you as a dear friend as he knew you liked him with or without the money.
"Hey yourself!" You exclaimed slightly surprised " it's not that I'm not happy to see you, but weren't you in a fancy school up north? " at this question he rubbed the back of his head with his classic embarrassed smile " Ye I am but there's a school dance coming up so they gave us a week off to organise dates , get suits , you get the idea."
"Wow sounds formal" "you have no idea , it's not just a school dance , it's almost a prom / ball . Apparently the school holds it every year, mind if I come in?"
You had almost forgot you were just chatting in the open door way so you invited him inside.
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