In the crowded room, there were so many bodies in one room that I wondered if we'd violated the max occupancy. The boys dressed conservatively enough, while the girls looked undressed, showing cleavage, their legs (and thighs) and more if they moved a certain way. But don't get me wrong, there are also boys who wear clothing they deem "cool": earrings in both ears, shirts untucked, and converses in multiple colors to match their untucked button downs. They use curse words and probably practice Justin Bieber (their cult leader's) lyrics in their bedrooms to try to get girls. This "get-together", as it is considered, is one of these school endorsed clubs where the DJ blasts songs that those grinding, mindless zombies scream and "dance" to. Luckily, there are those who go against the social expectations of a school function such as this, reading, writing, or throwing a half-filled Diet Mountain Dew at each other as a way to pass time before they can leave this crowded grindfest disguised as a school dance.