Mandy/Wes
It was such a fun evening, dancing with Ophelia and her cousin and generally being a teenager, that Mandy almost forgot that her father was at this school and now he knew about her, too. She didn't expect him to show tonight. Why should he? She was just some girl that claimed to be his kid from a place across the country. Still, she really hoped he'd come. It would be hard to look at him Monday in class if he didn't.
Just as she and ophelia finished a dance and a slow song came on, Mandy spotted him. Wesley was here. He walked in with some blonde guy (Roger, the boyfriend, no doubt). Her heart stopped beating in her chest. "I'll be right back," she assured Ophelia, her mouth suddenly dry. Simon had seemingly disappeared with Arc a little while ago, so she felt bad leaving her friend, but...
Feigning confidence, Mandy walked over to her dad, holding her fedora in her nervous hands. "Hey," she said with a smile, now wishing she hadn't picked a somewhat risque halter dress to wear. "So, um... I guess you got the card then."