Junior Prom is coming up. Unfortunately, an epidemic of heartbreak has hit Bayside—hard. It started with Kelly and me and has caused major blues ever since. Kelly and Jeff are over since he cheated on her. Eric left Lisa to go back to New York, and then, she was let down by her stuck up rebound, Brainy Brian. And Jessie and Slater, well, ever since cut day, they have cut back on seeing each other. All of us are realizing that when we should have romance, we're all dateless.

As Zack glanced around at the halls of Bayside, the usual lively bustle of teens is replaced by a moping, frowns, and dragging feet. Two twin girls lean against their lockers eating chocolate. A young guy drags past them, one twin grimaces and throws a wrapper in his direction. It rolls off his shoulder. Without a glance back, he continues to walk past them to his locker which is surrounded by moping guys. One stares longingly at a photo of a girl, then, breaks down crying.

Zack motions around the hall, "See what I mean." He skips down the steps, but stops abruptly at the bottom when he hears the familiar echo of-

"Hey, hey, hey, HEY! What is going on here?" Mr. Belding questioned as he made his morning hallway rounds.

"Heartbreak, sir," Zack replied somberly.

Mr. Belding turned frowning. "Well, this can't be," he whined. "Junior Prom is coming up this weekend. Who's going to buy a ticket like this? What are we going to do?" He waved his arms and twirled around leading Zack to take in the big picture.

"We?" Zack quickly countered raising his brows.

"Yes, we. You're a member of the prom committee, aren't you?"

"Well, I was…but sir …" Zack stammered.

Mr. Belding put a hand on Zack's shoulder. "That's what I thought," Mr. Belding gave Zack a wide smile and spoke through his teeth. Zack knew this expression. It meant Belding wanted his help and wouldn't stop until Zack agreed.

"Zack, prom is not only a special night for teens, it is one of the biggest revenue earner of the year," then, Belding loosened up as he waved his hand in the air, "Besides, no student really wants to miss their prom. You remember how much fun you had last year, don't you?"

"Well, technically, I didn't go to prom last year. I had my own," Zack reminded him with a smirk. He thought for a minute about how excited he was about the dance this time last year. It had been his first serious date with Kelly—where it all began. He shook his head to snap out of his daydream.

As he snapped back to reality, Mr. Belding was reminiscing about his junior prom. Zack smiled and nodded shifting slowly away to manage an escape. Then, the bell rang.

"Gee, sir, as much as I would love to hear the end of your story, I really must get to class," Zack faked.

"I guess you're right. Oh, and don't forget, after school, we've got a prom committee meeting."

"Can't wait!" Zack rubbed his hands together with a fake smile, spun around and shook his head.

"Zack!" Jessie ran to catch up with him in the hallway. "I just ran into Mr. Belding. He told me that you are planning an emergency prom committee meeting. While I admire the initiative, I don't understand what the emer—"

"Jessie, look around you," Zack motioned. Jessie glanced around, but her face was still puzzled. "No one wants to go to the prom because no one has any dates! Almost every couple at Bayside has broken up!."

"Not everyone is without a date," Jessie corrected him. "I'm going with Graham," she hugged her books dreamily and smiled. "I've already bought my dress. It's green. I thought Graham would be a fan of earthy tones," she beamed with pride at her choice.

Zack rolled his eyes, "IF Graham doesn't protest against the Styrofoam plates we'll be using at the snack bar!"

"You aren't going to tell him about that are you?" Jessie panicked. When Zack shook his head no, she regained her composure. "Anyway, I'm sure you have a date in mind."

"Of course. I'm Zack Morris."

"So, Jennifer?" Jessie asked.

"No, she moved again. Remember?"

"Oh, did she? I didn't even notice." Jessie replied nonchalantly.

"Jessie, you helped load her belongings onto the moving van."

Jessie shrugged, then swiftly brought up another name, "Kristy?"

"Nah, she's been so focused on wrestling, we haven't went out in weeks."

Both got quiet.

"Wendy?" Jessie asked hopefully.

Zack shook his head. Suddenly, Graham ran over to Jessie. He wiped sweat from his forehead.

"Jessie," he said between gasps, "it's about the prom." He pulled her by the arm over to toward the lockers.

"Yes, Graham. If this is about not renting a limo, I completely agree, they are such polluters. I—"

"Of course, I wouldn't think of it," he caught his breath. He straightened up and placed his hand on her shoulder. "This is bigger. A group of us are taking a trip to march at D.C. to stop oil drilling. I bought a ticket. Our voice is going to be heard on the capitol steps! This could be a huge win for the environment!"

"That's great! It's an opportunity you've been waiting for!" They both hugged.

"It is great isn't it?" he agreed as he began to skip away.

"Wait, I thought you said this was about the prom," Jessie called out beaming at him.

"Yeah, about that," he told her in his mild way, "We leave Saturday."

Jessie's smile faded, "The day of prom?"

"Yeah. but I knew you'd understand. We're talking about saving the world. When choosing between that and prom there's no comparison in importance."

"Right," Jessie said weakly.

Zack walked over to Jessie and put a hand on her shoulder. "Jessie, I'm sorry. I know how excited you were..."

Jessie smiled widely at him. "Oh, no, he's right prom isn't that big of a deal. I mean, what he is about to do...," she trailed off then, tried to sound more cheerful, "He's going to change the world! All I was going to do was change my clothes. It's silly. I'll see you after school." She spun around and walked quickly away as tears welled in her eyes.