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James' POV Cal and I walked into the ballroom to see it lavishly decorated with candles, flowers, china, and chandeliers. I did have to hand it to them, they knew how to throw one he** of a party. "Oh, look! They have an open bar!" Keith chimed, taking my attention to a full-sized bar that I could only assume was fully stocked with every type of drink imaginable. Cal and I looked at each other, and I think this was the first time I'd seen him crack something resembling a smile. Making our way over to the bar, we each got something before trying to find our table. Each person's seat was marked with a name card. The card was cream with an emerald green boarder, while the swirling cursive was gold, filling out the remaining of the card perfectly and elegantly. Before we could