It was all about the school dances.
Nothing says Saturday night fun like a school-sponsored dance. Just ask my 15-year-old self; she wouldn't be able to contain her excitement. As a sophomore, junior, and unfortunately sometimes as a freshman, dancing with a senior boy was the ultimate honor. Most of our dances were held on the bottom floor of the dining hall, which also happened to have glass windows. You know what that means? If you left with someone, everyone would know! There was no such thing as a "secret" at boarding school.