ojandtostitos commented on blueridgemod's post in blueridgeschool:

In all honesty, Tatum hadn't really been doing much dancing at all that night. She was still feeling incredibly sore, the night before had been anything but a pleasant experience even if she knew it could have gone much worse. She was in pain, and she wasn't sure how she felt yet about what she had gone through, but no one else was hurt and that was the important thing. She also supposed that she might as well get used to it, since she knew that it was only one full moon of the many to come. She still had a long life ahead of her, hopefully, and a long road to go along with it.

She had mostly wanted to stay in and sleep tonight, but everyone else was going to the dance, and she and Mack had been voted into some position that involved walking in front of everyone. It was almost to make her not want to go at all, the horror of having to parade through all of their peers on some sort of display, but Mack had assured her that it was okay and she would take care of it. Sure enough, they had gotten to walk together, and as she saw Sera shuffling along with Sim and Apple with Hunter, she knew that her partner assignment could have been much worse.

It was an okay night all in all, if she ignored the way it hurt to lean to much to her left side, or the incessant ache in her ribs that felt sort of like she had stretched too far or too much. When Rath approached her, Tatum had only just been coming back out of hiding where she had smoked her own joint, and was currently scanning the crowd for any sight of Mack's back or head. Her brother was just as good though, and she quickly latched onto the offered arm, nodding her head. "Of course," she assured him. "But it's going to cost you.. and I'm all achy sore, so you have to lead."

Hesitating for a second, she then gestured down to the dress she was wearing. "And don't l-laugh at this.. get-up. Mom sent it, I didn't-- I m-mean, with dad and everything, I didn't.. w-want to hurt her feelings. It l-looks awful on me t-though, doesn't it? Like a.. mesh c-cupcake."