Students of the Bridgetown academy were moving in the state-of-the-art multipurpose hall turned into a galaxy on earth with rotating disco lights and music booming so loud threatening to blow off the roof. The party had not even started yet those were mere rehearsals and already they could tell it was going to be one of a kind. It was also a competition for dress codes, the red carpet was glowing with art and fashion perfectly curated by the brilliant minds within the school portraying a bright future for canon Islands and also justifying the hundreds of thousands of dollars they paid as tuition fee. Cameras flashed on their beautiful faces, holding hands one would have confused the hall for a second Noah's ark.
As expected, on the carpet one of the most awaited arrivals was that of the
