Inside the party house, the dance floor was packed with people – students moving to the beat of the music booming loudly. The lights were flickering their tropical colors and the air was thick with smoke.
The smoke part was the one that Mia would have time to get adjusted to. How these students could have mastered the art of smoking blunts amazes Mia.
The DJ, whoever he was, was spinning their favorite tunes; one that Mia found she knew and could sing along to. The crowd was singing along.
How on earth they got a digital controller was a question that Mia wanted to ask but who?
Even Pandora wouldn't know. They were just newbies after all. One thing was for sure though; never underestimate how far magical students can go.
The bar was also busy, as people lined up to get drinks. The bartenders – students also, were working hard to keep up with the demand. There were all sorts of drinks available, from beer and wine to cocktails and shots.
