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tired,” replied an increasingly cheerful Judy. Judy loved The Rubettes and wanted to make the most of every minute of this most special evening. As for the last song, she was sure that Miss Aitken would have chosen something really special to finish off the evening.
    As ‘Sugar Baby Love’ began to play everyone joined in, including Ian. They gazed into each other’s eyes, and Judy had been smiling so much this evening that her jaws were aching. She was in heaven and she didn’t want the night to end; but soon it would. As the song moved on, some clapped while others did their own little routines. Judy and Ian, however, were in a world of their own and totally engrossed in each other. It was just getting to the talky bit of the song, and Ian rested his outstretched arms on Judy’s shoulders before tilting his head slightly to one side.
    “People take my advice; if you love someone don’t think twice,” mouthed Ian as he stared affectionately at Judy.
    Judy giggled and before she had time to say anything, Ian kissed her directly on the lips. Momentarily stunned and embarrassed Judy looked around quickly to see if anyone had noticed, and although she was sure she saw a girl looking at them from the corner of her eyes, for once she was too happy to care. When the music ended Ian and Judy hugged each other for a moment, then unlocked their embrace and waited for the finale.
    When the final familiar baritone voice followed by the harmonious accompaniment emerged from the giant wall speakers, there was a loud chorus of aahs throughout the school hall.
    “ Bom, bom, bom, bom, ooh oohooh, ooh, oohooh, ooh oohooh, ooh, bom, bom, bom, bom.”
    Boys and girls hurriedly jockeyed for a place on the dance floor, before they were too late and there was no room left.
    “You wanna dance?” asked Ian, although he already knew the answer.
    “Ooh oohooh, ooh, oohooh, ooh oohooh, ooh. Try to imagine a house that’s not a home; try to imagine a Christmas all alone…” Mud sang.
    ‘Lonely This Christmas’ wasn’t an old song, but it sounded like it could have been written decades earlier. It was one of those songs that once you’ve heard it you can’t stop humming it, and it was one of those songs that would trigger a memory every time you heard it.
    Once again Ian began to sing every word directly to Judy, who was now totally mesmerized by his eyes. He wasn’t the most brilliant singer in the world, but he was making her feel like the most important person on the planet. As they danced on the spot he pulled her close, offered her his shoulder to rest her head upon, and sang gently into her ear.
    When the song had come to an end, the large strip fluorescent lighting was switched back on and the rainbow of disco lights were turned off. The party was over, and already the teachers were filling the large black garbage bags with discarded plastic cups. A couple of girls sat in one corner clutching empty plastic cups, heads resting on each other, eyes tight shut. Their slouched forms looked somewhat undignified, and their matching wine colored platform boots lay discarded by their feet. When Mr. Smith the sparsely haired geography teacher tried to wake the snoring teenagers, he was greeted by some rather large grunting noises.
    “Uh… I think I’m going to be sick,” moaned one of the girls, before the other girl beat her to it.
    Totally oblivious to the fact that the room was slowly emptying, Ian and Judy were still embracing. They suddenly found themselves to be quite conspicuous. The couple were soon rewarded with a very loud wolf whistle from Kevin Walker, just in case there was anyone left that hadn’t noticed them.
    “Whoop, whoop, go on girl,” giggled a slightly tipsy Elaine.
    “Are we heading for home, Judy, or have you got other plans?” Elaine asked as she nudged Judy and winked at her knowingly.
    “I’m not sure,” Judy replied; glancing at Ian first and then back to Elaine.
    “Well, Kevin why don’t we