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“Let’s get to it.”
Marc watched from his seat, fidgeting, sweating. Everyone was seated in the school’s auditorium before Aya Kurtzberg. The red haired woman sitting at a desk, dressed in a black blazer and pencil skirt banged her gavel on the table. The room was silent and everyone focused their attention on her as she spoke.
”All those in favor?” Every parent sitting before her raised their hands. Marc’s lip quivered. He looked to the people sitting next to him, Principal Damocles, Mme. Bustier, M. Haberkorn, Mme. Mendelieve, and Luka Couffaine. The only three people who were on his side right now.
”All opposed?” The hands that were up quickly dropped back down. Not one parent raised their hand. Mme. Bustier gave his shoulder a squeeze and shot him a look that said, ‘It’s going to be okay.’ But he didn’t believe it.
Minutes later, the meeting is over. Aya walked out of the school and found herself being bombarded by journalists. She gave a brief interview, “The PTA has an accepted set of rules concerning the prom,” a few got out their notepads and tape recorders, “Young ladies must wear non-revealing dresses, and young men must wear suits or tuxes. And if a student crosses to bring a date, they must be of the opposite sex.”
One female reporter asked, “Well, can’t you just ban this student?”
Aya sighed as she approached her car, “Well, we’ve been advised that there may be some legal repercussions,” She opens the door, “so, although it breaks my heart, we have no choice. There won’t be a prom.” She gets in and shuts the door as the reporters continued to ask their questions about the PTA’s decision
”Mrs. Kurtzberg, I have a question.”
”Have you asked the students what they think of this?”
”Are you choosing not to comment?”
Marc, Damocles, Bustier, Mendleieve, Haberkorn, and Luka stood at the front of the school and watched Aya drive away. When they saw Marc, he was their focus now.
“Marc, can we get a comment?”
”Can you answer some questions?”
”Can we get a statement?”
”Marc, what do you think of the PTA’s decision to cancel prom?”
“Marc, do you have a response?”
Marc didn’t answer. It was all white noise in his ears as he tried to process everything. He just wanted to go to prom. He wanted to take his boyfriend. The PTA put it to a vote. Prom is canceled.