Sheila had gone to the bathroom and hid. She stayed as long as she could, trying to think about what she was going to do. She liked Ty, he was hot, but he only wanted one thing too, and if she was going to give it away, it may as well be to Marty.
She sighed, and leaned her head against the door. A prom Queen with no King. It was never this hard with Austin. Okay, so maybe it was. And it never used to be this hard with Marty.
And then, she lifted her head, as she realised why.
She was through letting him run things.
She opened the door, prepared to go and tell Ty, sorry, it wasn't happening, but she almost immediately ran into Marty.
"Hi..." she said, taken back by running into him unexpectedly.