Emily, Ashton, Oliver, Sara and OPEN
"No merfolk, just splashing!" Sara giggled. She was enjoying watching Oliver stare at Emily like she was the only girl in the room, and when Emily took the taller Icelandic boy aside, she bit her lip and gave Oliver a hopeful thumbs up. "Show her what she's missing out on!" She whispered to him while Emily spoke with Ashton. Then she reached up to fix his hair, which was wild anyway, but she smoothed out the side that was a particular mess, making sure he looked more presentable for Emily.
"It is?" Ashton cocked his head at Emily. Swapping dates was common, but only for one dance? He considered this new information, his eyes shifting to Sara, then to Oliver as he imagined the other boy dancing with Emily. If it was customary, then he would allow it. It wasn't as if Oliver was stealing from him. Right?