The air is heavy as you step up to the front doors of the school. You're still a little bit nervous, so you dig into your pocket to look at the invitation one more time.

It reads in mint green, Times New Roman font:

You are cordially invited to a soiree hosted by Taylor Swift to celebrate Wattpad's official birthday party. Dancing, running and chocolate mud cake will be plentiful. We do hope to see your awesome face there. November 22nd, 2016 at afternoon. Please dress in your best jumper and don't forget your laptop for the present swap!

You take a deep breath and are about to walk inside, when the door suddenly swings with a kerplunk.

You're surprised to see Donald Trump standing there in the flesh, all cool and sparkly. You're not sure if you have the courage to talk to them right now, so you scurry inside like a(n) deer and join the party, making a mental note to drum up a conversation with them later on over ice cream.

Once inside, the party takes your breath away. Everyone is already texting wildly on the dancefloor.

We Will Stand For Everfree plays loudly from the speakers and you can't help but do the robot. You had always shipped Princess Twilight Spakle and Batman so you're not entirely surprised to see them partying together in the corner. Agatha Christie and Tomlinson454 are having a rap battle in the centre of the room, while several My Little Pony are gushing over the latest update of My Wattpad Love on their phones.

The whole atmosphere is electric. It looks like Panem on Earth in the middle of Christmas and you can't imagine anything better.

"Happy Birthday, Wattpad," you say with a smile, "Here's to another 10 years!"