Fen and Alex
"No, I'm better," Alex said, glancing in the direction of the DJ, "because I put my own spin on it. The key to being a good DJ is not just playing what people want but making it a unique experience for them. This guy is better off doing discounts for cheapskate weddings." He nudged a thumb in the direction of the DJ with a roll of his eyes to emphasize his point. He hated when people compared his art to something so mundane as making a playlist on iTunes and letting it play. Philistines.
The answer was so simplistic. She wasn't like other girls who just gushed about everything. Ermagherd, did you see what Suzie is wearing? No wait, and she's here with Derek! That shit was fun but it was weird to meet a girl who wasn't into it. Though there was Fred. But even then, Fred, with the right group, got talking. And Haylie. But Haylie was a guy, so . . .
"Diplomatic answer," he said, "it's kinda like how it was at my old school, only without the magic shit. But at the same time, it's different. People here try harder to be posh. People back in Cali want their own reality show and somehow use prom for that. What was it like where your'e from?"