It's been days since Beetlejuice came to visit Lydia which was bothering her a bit he's never been away that long with out seeing her. Lydia tried to keep her mind off of him by reading Edgar Allen Poe but her mind kept wondering back to Beetlejuice. Could he really be that jealous? she thought as she sat down her book and walked over to her closet. I better pick out my dress for the dance….since it's tomorrow….she thought as she opened her closet revealing her clothes consisting of only two colors black and red. As she was picking out her clothes she didn't know Beetlejuice was watching her from behind the mirror in Netherworld. There's Lyds…..picking out her clothes for her date with the creep….what's so special about that mortal? Look at me I'm way better than him….besides the occasional beetles stuck between my teeth….but other than that I can scare anyone out of their pants! I'm the ghost with the most! he thought as he watched his best friend raiding her closet. Then when Lydia was going threw her shoes she had a feeling someone was watching her so she quickly turned toward the mirror with a hopeful expression on her face.

"Beetlejuice?" she called but there was no answer. It was just my imagination…she thought with a sigh as she pulled out some black combat boots. Then her step mother Delia burst threw her door.

"Lydia! Dinner is ready!" Lydia sighed and turned toward her.

"Ok thanks Delia…"

Then her step mother curiously looked over at the out fit Lydia placed on her bed.

"What's that for?" she asked.

"The dance…" Lydia mumbled.

"Your going? Your not going by yourself are you? That's so unattractive…." Delia sighed.

"No, for you information I have a date." Lydia sighed.

"You do? Who?" Delia gasped suddenly becoming very interested in her step daughter's personal life.

"Lucas Fletcher…if you must know…"

"Oh! That handsome foot ball player? His mother adores my sculptures! Now that woman has excellent taste in art!" Delia grinned then her gaze shifted over to the black corset dress on the bed.

"Your no planning on wearing that are you?" Delia asked as she arched her red eyebrow curiously.

"Yes I am what's wrong with it?" Lydia asked.

"Well…why don't you wear something more colorful? Like pink? Or blue?" Delia suggested.

"No ….I'm good." Lydia muttered.

"Fine suit yourself….now come on dinner is ready…" Deila sighed as she walked out of Lydia's room.

Lydia sighed and looked toward the mirror once more hoping to see Beetlejuice's face but she saw nothing. When Lydia didn't see her best friend looking back at her she slumped her head and sadly walked toward the kitchen. Meanwhile back in Netherworld Beetlejuice was laying broadly in his coffin looking up at his ceiling. Should I talk to Lyds? I mean…..I haven't seen her in weeks….well besides today…but she didn't know I was there… he thought. Then he lazily threw his legs over his coffin letting them dangle.

"Really…..why dose she have to date that Lucas? …..Hmmm….I suppose I could ruin their date…" Beetlejuice smirked. "Yea! I have a bunch of tricks up my sleeve! I'm going to make this the worst date Lydia's every been on and then she'd come crawling back to me! I swear I'm a genius!" Beetlejuice grinned as she walked over to his closet to get ready for tomorrow night.

The next night as Lydia was getting ready the spider broach Beetlejuice gave her on their best friend anniversary caught her eye. I should wear it….Lydia thought with a smiled as she picked it up and pined it to her corset.

"Lydia! Lucas is here!" Delia called from down stairs.

"I'll be right down Lucas!" Lydia smiled as she ran down stairs.

Then shortly after Lydia left her room Beetlejuice jumped out of the mirror with a sour look on his face.

"I'll be right down Lucas!" Beetlejuice said in a mocking tone.