"Eh well yes, ok , when?" "Two weeks today," I repeated. "Can't I see you before that?" he asked eagerly, this time it was myturn to stutter."Well eh ...I'm not sure." "What about next Saturday night there's a disco at the town hall." "Eh well I don't know," I said."Go on I've agreed to your date so you can agree to mine." Findingmyself slightly caught I agreed and we started to walk back towards thehousing estate."I walk you back," he said."Thanks I'm going to Lesley's first as Margo is over. Clearly his ideas are good ones, that's why he's already so popular and so worth sucking up to. For both the unpopular and popular guys, it wasn't about their ideas per se, but the status of the person suggesting them, and the responders' need to acquire status for themselves by showing scorn or by sucking up. The suggestion might logically have been identical, but none of the listeners' brains thought of them that way because their emotional reactions to the two originators were so. ‘Mmhmm,’ he murmured, looking around the room. I followed his gaze and realized the room was not brightly lit. I looked at the windows and they were fairly small. ‘Fairy lights, I s’pose,’ he said, softly. He turned then to face me and leaned in closer. I found myself leaning into him without consciously deciding to do so. When his lips brushed mine it felt like the whole world suddenly focused down to that one point of contact, that all of the energy of the storm outside was now running like. The theme is, not surprisingly, school uniform.My friend is a teacher and she persuades me to buy several tickets "for a good cause".I pass some of the tickets on to friends, including Mike and Emma.When I arrive, it's obvious that everyone has entered into the spirit of the night, with every one dressed up in sexy outfits.There are a lot of school girl outfits, including a few worn by men "for a laugh'.The first hour is mostly mingling, circulating and admiring each others costumes.I have.