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As the parent of all the graduates had been herded of the school grounds, six French doors, two stories high, were opened, letting in the warm summer air. The path to these doors was marked by tiki torches. The doors led to the school ballroom, a remnant of older times, which was rarely used. It was a large, spacious room, with crystal chandeliers, a black marble floor and walls with ornate wood panelling. This night, it had been transformed.

The eye catcher was, of course, the indoor waterfall, surrounded by a fake rock wall, covered in plants, ferns and palm trees and lit up with colorful lights. From it spawned forth a small, indoor pool, the water no higher than most people's ankles. Students had been encouraged to wear footwear that was easy to slip in and out of, so they could wade in, if they wanted. Lining the walls, there were more palm trees and long tables, laden with snacks, fruit and mocktails served in tall glasses and hollowed out coconut shells. Behind the waterfall, there was an elaborate tropical set up, where students could have their pictures taken.

There was a dancefloor, of course, and a DJ had been hired, playing salsa, top 40 and island tunes. Freely available, there were towels, flower leis and small cannisters filled with bubble solutions.

Ms. Menides stood by one of the tables, beaming proudly at the room. She was wearing a white summer dress, coupled with large bracelets and a long, thin, silver necklace. Elegant, but not too formal. Her hair seemed curlier and her face younger. Graduation was both the best and the worst day of the year. She smiled, however, because the room looked amazing. Sometimes, there were perks to running a magical school.

Time to get the party started.