Stoneybrook Ayr

At the last minute, Clarence and Maureen had decided to go away for the weekend. While they'd debated asking Grandpa Clarence over to stay with King and Stacey, Stacey had pleaded for them to be left on their own, and promised she would keep things under control. She'd automatically asked Austin to come over, thinking she had to make it up to him for yesterday. She wasn't sure if she was ready to go all the way yet, but she wanted to be. Unbeknownst to Stacey, King had plans of his own. She heard the doorbell ring, and expecting to find Austin on the stoop, she rushed down to open the door. She felt a little more prepared this time, wearing her cutest bra and matching underwear. She opened the door, and instead of Austin, about six of the guys on the football team stood there. Brushing past her, they made their way inside.

"KING!" She screamed out, furious. This was not what she had in mind.

Andi knocked on Sheila's door. She hadn't seen her friend in a while but after prom she felt they needed to have a talk. Sheila's rep with the guys was beginning to overthrow the fact that Andi was dating a nerd in aspects of what was acceptable or not. But then again, the cheerleaders got around. Andi sometimes felt like a spinster. Either way, she wanted to, tactfully, talk to Sheila about maybe cutting down a bit on boys. And on what to do about her own boy drama.

After her run in with Sabrina, Sheila made her way quickly to Savannah, not wanting to keep her friend waiting too long.

"Please tell me everything is going amazing with Pry and you," she told her, without a hello.

"I need some good news."

Sheila was on her way to meet Savannah for a smoothie when she spotted Sabrina. She'd been meaning to talk to her team mate for a few weeks, and she had some time before Savannah would show up. She crossed the street to where Sabrina was, and waved to get her attention.

"I'm loving this heat," she told Sabrina, gently fanning her face.

Sheila had her finger on the doorbell, poised to ring it. In her other hand she had a bottle of tequila, and on her face she wore a smirk. She wasn't as confident as she looked, but she would never let Marty know that.

She pressed down on the bell and waited. She hadn't spoken to Marty much since Prom, but that was about to change.

Let the drama continue!

Let the Junior Prom of 2012 begin!

Sheila was in a panic. Not only was Prom days away, but she was furious with Marty, and it didn't look like he was relenting about Prom. She had to have a date. No one won Prom Queen without a date! And of course all her guy friends were pretty much going with someone, except RJ and Robert who were both asking Darcy... She didn't want to wait to see how that turned out.

Maybe it was time to pull out the big guns. Someone had poppd into her mind, and she didn't know if he had a date, although he was obssessed with that Laine girl, and they weren't on the best of terms. But Jacques knew how to treat a date right, and mostly, it would infuriate Marty.

So Sheila headed outside, after making sure her new push up bra was doing its thing, and her hair was perfect. She knew he'd probably be with his friends, in their spot, smoking. When he wasn't there, she almost cried out in frustration. But she stopped, when she realised that although Jacques wasn't there, his hot buddy was.

She made her way over to him. Here goes nothing!

"Care to share?" She asked him, perching next to him, and looking at the cigarette.

Sheila closed her laptop, and sat thinking about what she'd just read. Prom hadn't escaped her mind for a minute, but she wasn't sure how to go about getting what she wanted. Picking up her phone, she scrolled slowly through, looking at each of her friends name in turn, wondering who to call for advice. Finally, she settled on Corinne, and waited for her friend to answer.