Tina ran out of the school hall, somehow managing to groan in despair the entire time, whilst panting breathlessly. Making her way down the school steps, she threw herself onto the bottom one and let out the loudest groan of them all. The cold night air made the red hot tears burn against her cheeks, but she couldn't help it. They kept pouring out, one after another. She reached into her silver bag and pulled out the emergency phone.

"Mom?"

"Tina!" Linda exclaimed, "Are you ready to be picked up? It's still early!"

"I'm coming home!" Tina exclaimed, "Jimmy Jr is dancing with Tammy and she touched his butt and I don't know if it was an accident but it probably wasn't and I need to come home and burn all my friendfiction."

Bob looked up from the sofa as he heard his daughter crying down the phone.

"What's going on?"

"Jimmy Jr is dancing with that Tammy girl. You know, the loud mean one."

Bob raised his eyebrows.

"Oh. I mean, is Tina okay?" Just as he asked, Tina let out a giant groan followed by a cacophony of phlegmy sobbing noises. He looked back down at his paper, "Never mind."

"Oh, Tina, baby," Linda cooed to her heartbroken daughter, "Do you want me to come pick you up?"

"Yeah. Leave it a few moments though. Jimmy Jr might come running back to apologise for a moment of madness and then we'll live happily ever after and touch each other's butts."

Besides, Tina needed to calm down. If her parents - or even worse - her siblings saw her in this state, Jimmy Jr would be in serious danger. You don't upset a Belcher and get away with it.

"If you're sure, sweetie," her mother replied, unconvinced, "Don't get your hopes up, though."

"It happened in American Horror Story. You know, the first one with that house," Bob corrected.

"Yeah because the other woman gets killed with a spade, Bob!"

"I could do that," Tina added. Her mother shook her head at Bob.

"No, don't do that Tina. We'll just shove some cockroaches in her locker. Your father will be there in five, okay?"

And with that, Tina found herself back in the silent night. She regretted not wearing her turquoise dress - it had long sleeves. Now she was stuck, shivering in the cold, all because Gene said orange brought out her eyes.

Looking up, Tina gazed at the stars, twinkling back to her. She'd often dreamt about her and Jimmy Jr's first dance at their wedding, stars above them and fairy light lanterns glowing around them. Fat chance of that now. Now he'd be doing his first dance with Tammy in some glitzy event hall whilst Tina cried in the toilet.

She threw her head into her lap and sobbed.

"Uhhh, Tina? You okay, girl?"

She looked up with a start to see Zeke stood there, looking extremely concerned. Quickly, she wiped a mixture of tears and snot from her face with her arm.

"Yeah," she lied. He sat down next to her, utterly unconvinced. They looked at each other for one second before Tina broke down again. "No! Everything's not fine! I was meant to do the spotlight dance with Jimmy Jr and then I looked over and he's doing it with Tammy! Now they're going to date and get married and have loads of Jimmy Jr Jr's."

"With Tammy?" Zeke spluttered, "Wow. I was only at the buffet table, paying a visit to the mini pizzas. Time really flies by when you ain't lookin." Tina didn't respond. She was looking at her shoes, despondently. Zeke was fixed firmly on her face. "For what's it's worth, T, I don't think you'da made it."

"Oh, you think Jimmy Jr is too good for me?" Tina shouted, angrily standing up whilst Zeke remained sitting, "That's all I ever hear! Oh Tina, you're not popular enough. Tina, you're weird. Tina, the wrinkles on your knees look like crying babies!"

Zeke cast a glance to her knees.

"Wow. They do."

"Well I've had enough! If you're going to be nasty about it, Zeke, just go inside and leave me alone!"

"Woah-oah! T-girl! That's not what I meant. I think you're too good for him."

Tina turned in surprise. He was stood, now looking at his shoes, scuffing them awkwardly into the stone steps.

"What?"

"I've always thought so. You're so nice and you're pretty and I never actually noticed that knee thing til you pointed it out." They both cast a single look to her knees before looking back up. He continued, "I always thought you were too good for J Ju. He's my best friend n all but he can be a real f-boy."

"What's an f-boy?"

"Fool-boy. I have a gay uncle and he's always getting boys making a fool of him. So that's probably what it means."

"Oh."

Tina sat slowly back down onto the step and Zeke followed her. The silence returned, but instead of being a cold silence, it was warm. Tina was smiling down at the ground, touching by his words. In return, he was smiling at her, glad to see he'd brought some sparkle back into her eyes.

"I didn't make this awkward, did I?"

She shook her head at the embarrassed Zeke. Even in the dark, she could see the red on his cheeks.

"No. That was really sweet. Thank you Zeke," Tina smiles reassuringly.

This was very new territory. Tina had never even considered Zeke as a romantic prospect, apart from that one day they saw that two-butted goat. But, in fairness, that was a whirlwind of a day so she'd brushed those thoughts off due to the excitement of it all.

Now, though...they were sat together in the moonlight and he was calling her pretty and getting embarrassed about it. She'd written chapters upon chapters of friendfiction about Jimmy Jr, based on this entire moment. There was even one where he got shot by a rival gang and died in her arms afterwards, but that was more of a Westside Story crossover. She'd have never imagined it would happen with Zeke. Yet, here they were.

"I don't know if J Ju told you already, but you look really something tonight, T. I'd be proud to dance with you and have you accidentally touch my butt. Or whatever. I don't know. I don't even have a butt," Zeke mumbled.

"He didn't. I told him that he looked like Patrick Swayze and...he, uh, ignored me. But I think he meant to tell me and just...forgot."

"Well, I told you. Also, T," Zeke braced himseld to finally admit his feelings when a car pulled up.

"Tina!" Bob shouted, "Come on. We need to get home soon. Louise convinced your mom to call Gail and Gretchen and now they're doing a weird ritual to curse Jimmy. Also, they're all drunk."

"I have to go," Tina sighed, getting up, "Thanks for sitting with me, Zeke. It wasn't the school dance I dreamt of, but it was still really good."

And she kissed him gently on the cheek and got into the car. Zeke held his hand gently over where she'd kissed him and watched as she vanished into the night.

"Tina, why are you kissing Zeke?" Bob asked.

"You gotta strike whilst the irons hot, dad. I think things are gonna be changing around here."

"Well...you seem happier. I think. Does this mean you like Zeke now?"

"Dad, I'm just a young girl, moving on from a rotten f-boy. The world is my oyster."

"Don't- don't say 'f-boy'."