Council Meets and Blind Folds

I quickly wrote down what we were discussing, my notes looked messy with random scratches and the occasional doodle. The topic of our conversation was centred around finalising the details for the End of Year Prom or EYP as everyone called it; so far we had a DJ, location, food, drinks but no decorations. We were still arguing about the colour scheme and theme even though we only had two weeks left and a small amount of money left.

''That's so lame,'' a council member shouted across the table at a guy that suggested aquamarine and yellow.

''Blue and yellow aren't lame, not my fault you don't know colour theory,'' he retorted whilst he gestured to her mismatch outfit.

I liked it actually, sure the colours may seem odd together but somehow she made it work. Confidence was the key to most things. I got lost in my thoughts as they began their argument. My eyes caught Zack's movement effectively bringing me out of my thoughts.

''Stop acting like children,