(Teagan you cutie justjust aww)
Helen was having a much easier time with her prom preparations. Manda took all of two seconds to squeeze into her dress, which broke every dress code rule possible, and didn't even bother putting on makeup (she didn't need it. She wouldn't be there long). So, she had decided to help Helen get ready, which was going rather smoothly.
"So," she smirked, twirling one of Helen's curls around her fingers to coax it in pomade. "Finally decide to give Byron a second chance?"
"No..." Helen frowned into the mirror. The more she thought about Byron, the less she wanted anything to do with him. She couldn't get over how unsupportive he'd been when she was at her most vulnerable. "Maybe I just want to look nice!"
"Look nice, smell nice, wear fancy lingerie...~"
"I do that every day, Manda"
She shrugged, "I'm just saying, it's a lot of effort for a dateless prom night."
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Salvatore was still clinging to the hope that Weisis would be at prom and he could sweep her off her feet there. He didn't own a tuxedo, so simply wore a clean white dress shirt and some nice second-hand dress pants. The pants were several inches too short, and he was trying to let out the seams to add some length when he heard someone knocking at the doorframe.
He looked up to see Leo, smiling and twirling his keys. "Well don't you look spiffy!"
"Don't laugh... They didn't have anything that would fit me"
"I have to laugh. You just look so serious!" He came and sat down next to his brother, clapping him on the back and continuing to smile just as brightly as possible. "Come on... You know everything will work out eventually."
"Weisis doesn't have to take me back. She's not some whiny teenage girl in those soap operas you watch."
"First off, Degrassi isn't a soap. It's a teen drama. Second, she doesn't HAVE to... But I know she will."
"Oh, please excuse me for my most grievous error in calling your teen drama a soap..." He glanced over at his brother and raised a brow. "You aren't dressed yet?"
He shrugged. "I'm not going. I'm in the middle of a project."
"... You're going to lock yourself in the art room? All alone?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I've got the keys, so I figured why not"
"Because I won't be around if anything happens!"
"Nothing will happen, Sally. I've got the keys, I've got my phone-it's fine"