"So, it was a bet. This whole time?" Darcy asked Skye with a confused voice.

Darcy knew that something was wrong with Skye when she heard her slam the front door upon entering the house. It didn't help that she grabbed the tub of Chocolate Chip ice cream from the freezer, grabbing a mixing spoon from the dish rack instead of getting a normal sized spoon. Darcy kept asking Skye what was wrong until Skye finally broke down and told her not only about the bet, but about how she just almost kissed Jemma. Almost.

Skye sighed. "Yeah."

Darcy nodded in understanding. "I guess you didn't expect this."

Skye scrunched her face in confusion. "Expect what?"

"Expect to gain feelings for her." Darcy stated.

"What? I do not have feelings for Je—"Skye stopped when she looked at Darcy's I know you are lying face. "Maybe I do. I think. I—I don't know."

"I knew it. From the day you came home and said that you were going on a friend date. This is your long lost lover." Darcy said with a grin.

Skye chuckles, shaking her head. "You have always liked to be right. But, I would not go that far." She stops to take a long sigh. "Whether she is or isn't it would not matter anyway. I completely blew it with the kiss and how will she ever forgive me when she finds out that our whole relationship started off with a stupid bet?"

Darcy nodded knowing that Skye did have a point. "Well, you could explain that to her. Explain that it was a stupid mistake that ended up turning into the best bet you ever made since you gained feelings for an amazing girl."

"That may be true, but even then, I do not think she would like me back."

"Why do you say that?" Darcy asked.

Skye put down the tub of ice cream that she had been cradling the whole time. "Before I leaned into kiss her she basically told me off saying that I do not make my own decisions."

Darcy laughed. "That is true." She ended with a nod.

"Excuse me?" Skye scoffed.

"What? Jemma has a point Skye. You don't make decisions for yourself. You allow everyone to make decisions for you."

Skye clicked her tongue. "Give me one example."

Darcy nodded, clapping her hands together. "Alright then. One, all the girls that you have ever dated or banged tell you that that is what you are going to do."

"Not true." Skye said with force.

"How did you and Natasha make things official?" Darcy asked with a smile.

Skye paused for a couple of moments, thinking back to that time. "She told me that we should just date since we had already banged a lot." Skye ended with a defeating sigh.

"Exactly. Two, you let all of your friends walk all over you. Whatever they say that you should do, you do it, with no questions asked. And three, you are allowing Dad to decide where you are going to go to college." Darcy said.

Skye stared in shock. "Why do you assume that?"

"Dad wants you to go to Shield University right?"

Skye nodded.

"And you have a ton of college acceptance letters up in your room that you have yet to tell dad about."

"How did you know about those?" Skye questioned.

Darcy sighed. "I didn't. I assumed because I did the same thing last year. I was scared to tell dad that I did not want to go to Shield University. However, I told him that it was my decision to make. Whether he liked it or not, I was going to do what I wanted."

"But…" Skye trailed off not knowing what to say. "… I don't know if I could do that. I have never liked letting people down."

"Don't think of it as that." Darcy leaned forward and placed a comforting hand on Skye's shoulder. "Think of it as you have already spent your whole life making others happy, and it's finally time to do things that make you happy. Stand up for yourself and for the ones that you care about. Mostly, make decisions that make you happy, no matter who it hurts."

"Do you think that Jemma would like me more if I did all that?" Skye asked.

Darcy nodded. "I do. But does this mean that you are admitting that you like her?"

Skye rolled her eyes. "I don't know. Be quiet."

"You mean she just left without saying anything?" Fitz asked in frustration.

Jemma had found that ever since she was nominated for prom queen that her group of friends, especially when it came to the lunch table, expanded to more than just Fitz. Jemma now sits with Fitz, May, Bobbi, and Lance. They all had noticed that something was wrong with Jemma and practically begged her to express what it was. Jemma broke down and told them about the almost kiss.

Jemma nodded. "She just said that she was sorry and had to go."

"That's weird. It does not seem like Skye. I have never known her to turn down a girl." Bobbi said.

May nodded. "Me neither. However, I would not put it past her. Natasha most likely told Skye that they will be getting back together. We all know that Skye does not make decisions."

Jemma sighed. "Maybe you are right. But, I think it is me. She probably realized who she was about to kiss and ran away."

The group shook their head in annoyance.

"Highly doubt that." Fitz said in a comforting voice.

"Are you going to talk to the girl about it?" Lance chimed in.

Bobbi spoke up before anyone else did. "She shouldn't. Skye did you wrong, Jemma. Until she comes up with a good explanation as to why she did what she did, I say that you do not give her the time of day."

"I'm with Bobbi." May said. "Let her come up to you. You owe her nothing."

Jemma nodded. She knew that they had a point.

Jemma then noticed a crowd forming on the other side of the lunch room. "I wonder what is going on over there." She said aloud.

The group followed her gaze to the crowd. One girl that was in the crowd turned to look at Jemma's table. "Isn't that your sister?" She shouted so Jemma could hear.

Jemma, along with Fitz and Bobbi, stood up on the table to see the center of the crowd. Sure enough, it was Jemma's little sister, Lizzie. From afar it seemed as though there was going to be a fight erupting as two seniors were picking on her.

"Oh god. I need to stop this." Jemma said in a panic.

Bobbi nodded. "I will come with you."

Jemma and Bobbi stopped in their tracks when they heard someone shouting.

"Hey!" Came an all too familiar voice.

Skye was late for lunch, as she was almost every day since she has gym class right before. She walked in and noticed that Jemma's little sister was getting picked on by some of her fellow seniors. Two girls who are definitely bound to be in jail within the next couple of years.

"Leave her alone." Skye said in a firm voice.

The two girls backed away from Lizzie. "Look, we were just joking around with her." One of the girls said.

Skye nodded and looked at Lizzie. "Is that true, Lizzie?"

Lizzie shook her head. "They tore up my English homework, and threw my backpack in the garbage."

"Alright. Here is what is going to happen." Skye stopped and stepped forward, looking the two girls straight in the eye. "Not only are you going to get another copy of her English homework, but you are going to do it for her. Anything less than an A is unacceptable. One of you is going to get her backpack out of the garbage. Lastly, you're going to apologize, to my good friend Lizzie here."

Lizzie smiled at Skye, stepping forward with more confidence.

"Is that going to be a problem for the two of you?" Skye questioned.

"Yeah. Is it going to be a problem?" Lizzie asked with confidence.

The two girls shook their heads. They both left for the garbage can to find the young girls backpack. Skye and Lizzie smiled at one another. "Thanks." Lizzie said.

Skye waved her hand. "It's no problem." Skye looked up and noticed Jemma staring at the scene from across the room. Once Jemma noticed Skye's gaze, Jemma turned her back to her and proceeded to grab her things. "Can you handle it from here?" Skye asked Lizzie, wanting to rush to get to Jemma.

Lizzie nodded. "Yeah, I got it."

Skye pushed her way through the crowd. She noticed that Jemma told May and Bobbi something before her and Fitz escaped out the door. Skye attempted to follow in their direction, but was stopped by two bodies standing in front of her.

"She doesn't want to talk to you." May said.

Bobbi nodded in agreement. "At least not yet."

Skye sighed. "I'm assuming she said what happened."

"We don't need details Skye." Bobbi stated.

"Yeah." May said. "All we know is that you hurt her and she does not want to talk with you right now."

"I know. All I want to do is explain to her what happened. If you guys would just let me past—"Skye began walking forward but was stopped.

"Tell her later." They said in unison.

Skye sighed. They were right. She needs to give Jemma time, and if she is being honest with herself, she needs time to. After all, she has not fully accepted the fact that she may like Jemma.

A knock on the door brought Skye out of her studies. She knew that she would have to get up and answer it as her sister was with her boyfriend and her parents were out on a company dinner.

"Hey." Skye said to the person behind the door.

"Hey back." Ward said with a smile.

"What are you doing here so late?" Skye asked.

Ward looked down at his watch to check the time. "It is only six o'clock."

Skye rolled her eyes. She moved away from the doorframe, giving Ward permission to enter the house. "Yeah, well you never normally come over on school nights."

Ward nodded because he knew this was true. "I just wanted to talk to you about something."

Skye scrunched her face in confusion as Ward trailed off. "Talk to me about what?"

"Jemma." Ward said with his head down.

"Alright." Skye said with a sigh. She went and sat on the couch, Ward following her lead. "What about her?"

Ward cleared his voice. "Do you—Do you think that…you might like her? As more than a friend I mean?"

Skye thought for a moment. "Why?" She asked, attempting to avoid having to answer that question.

Ward smiled. "Because if you do, I would hate for either of you to get hurt."

Skye tilted her head in wonder. "I'm not sure I am understanding."

Ward sighed and clasped his hands together. "You were always different Skye. You were always the overachiever out of Maria and I and I knew from the first moment that I met you that you deserved to find someone really great. As I got to know you though, I realized that that may never happen because you don't make decisions for yourself."

Skye chuckled. "Yeah. I've been getting that a lot lately."

Ward smiled comfortingly. "I don't mean that in a bad way. I just mean that because of your lack to make decisions, I'm afraid that Maria and I have given you bad habits. You actually care about the future. You have goals for your future, whereas Maria and I just live in the now. When you first got with Natasha, I was happy for you. But, I realized that being with her was not good for you. You need to be with someone that is just as goal oriented and supportive as you are. When I see you with Jemma, I see the Skye that I think everyone should see more often. So, I will ask again, do you think that you like Jemma?"

Skye nodded. "Yeah. I think I do."

Ward placed a hand on her knee. "Then be honest with her. Tell her about the bet, before this gets worse."

"I don't think it can get any worse." Skye stated.

"What do you mean?" Ward asked.

"I um, I tried to kiss her." Skye said under her breath.

Ward stared at her in shock. "No you didn't."

Skye nodded. "Yeah."

"Well, what happened? Did you tell her about the bet?"

Skye shook her head. "No. I just told her that I was sorry and had to go."

"Wow." Ward said. "You saw her today though, didn't you? Did you talk to her?"

"I did see her. I didn't talk to her though because she told Bobbi and May to tell me that she did not want to speak to me."

"Well, you do realize now, that you need to tell her about the bet." Ward stated.

Skye agreed. "Yeah I know. I just don't know how I am going to—"Skye stopped when she heard the doorbell ring. "I guess this is my night for surprise visitors.

Skye opened the door and was more than surprised to see who was standing there. "Hi, Jemma."

Jemma smiled. "Hi, Skye."

Ward popped up from the couch and headed for the door. "I think I am going to leave so you two can talk." Ward walked past Jemma, making sure to turn and give Skye a thumbs up for support.

Skye motioned her head, giving Jemma permission to enter the house.

Jemma sat on the couch, followed by Skye. After a minute of not talking, Skye decided that she should say something. "I wanted to talk to you today."

Jemma nodded. "I know."

"I just don't know how to explain what happened. I just—"

"You just broke up with her." Jemma interrupted.

"What?" Skye asked in confusion.

Jemma sighed. "You and Natasha just barely broke up. You are bound to be an emotional mess. No offense. Maybe that's what happened and you are unaware of it."

Skye shook her head. "I don't think that that's what happ—"

"Let's just go back to where we were okay." Jemma interrupted. "Let's be friends like we were." Jemma stuck out her hand, waiting for Skye to shake it.

Skye shook her head once again. "No. Jemma, I think you need to let me explain. I—"

"Skye, please." Jemma said. "Can we just go back to what we were?" This time she stuck out her hand more forcefully. "Please?"

Skye sighed. "Okay." She shook Jemma's hand. "Friends."

The next week was spent campaigning for prom royalty. Natasha and Jemma had posters all over campus. Each gaining a fan base of their own that made everyone realize that this was going to be a close race. Skye and Jemma only hung out at school, with Skye being another member to the lunch table. Ward eventually followed suit, leaving Maria behind as he was only friends with Maria because of Skye.

Skye and Jemma never talked about prom, but if they were both being honest, they wanted to go with one another, despite the awkwardness.

Jemma was working an afternoon shift that weekend at the local hot dog shop when she looked up to see a surprise visitor.

"Hi, Jemma." Maria Hill said with a smile.

"Uh, hi Maria." Jemma said. "What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to see you."

Jemma smiled. "See me? Why is that?"

Maria stepped closer to her. "Do I need an excuse to come and see a beautiful girl?"

Jemma shook her head. "Ha ha. Very funny."

"No. I'm serious." Maria stated. "Look, I know that we don't really talk."

"Not at all, to be exact." Jemma interrupted.

"I'd like to change that." Maria said with a smile. "I'm not normally this forward but, I like you."

Jemma could not help the blush that crept onto her face. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." Maria said. "I also came here to ask you a question."

"What is the question?" Jemma asked.

Maria cleared her voice. "I was just wondering, if you didn't already have a date, if maybe you wanted to go to prom with me?"

Jemma opened her mouth, looking for the words to respond. "Oh. Well I—"

"You don't have a date do you?" Maria asked.

Jemma shook her head. "No I don't. I just—"

"Please." Maria said. "I'd really love it if you went with me."

Jemma sighed. "I will think about it."

Maria nodded with a smile. "I respect that. I will wait for your answer."

The only thing Skye hated about being student body president was having to help organize big events such as the prom. She has to stay everyday afterschool for the next week to help with the preparation of prom that was going to occur in their high school gym, which is now only one week away.

"That's good. Maybe a little higher." Skye said to the fellow student council members that were hanging up a prom sign.

"Skye? Skye." Said a voice that was coming from behind Skye.

"What do you want Natasha?" Skye asked in annoyance.

"I just came from trying on some dresses when I realized that you and I never talked about our plans." Natasha said.

"Plans? What plans?" Skye asked in confusion.

Natasha smiled. "For the prom, silly. I mean, come on, we always said that we would go together, even if it was just as friends. Right?"

Skye rolled her eyes. "What about your little pee buddy of a boyfriend?"

Natasha laughed. "Believe me that is so over." She stuck out her hand and began playing with the ends of Skye's hair. "I wouldn't want to go with anyone else but you."

Skye grabbed her hand, pushing it away. "Actually, Natasha, I have other plans."

"Oh?" Natasha questioned. "Really?"

Skye nodded. "Yup."

"Well, I hope you are not talking about Jemma Simmons." Natasha stated.

"What if I am?" Skye questioned.

"I really hope you're not." Natasha said again. "Because it looks like she is already taken." Natasha motioned her head behind Skye.

Skye turned to see that Jemma was standing up against a wall, with Maria standing a little too close to her talking. Skye could not help but feel anger. She rushed over to them in a huff.

"Maria!" Skye shouted. "What kind of shit are you trying to pull?"

Maria sighed. "Well it is nice to see you to, Skye."

Skye shook her head. "Did she ask you to prom?" Skye directed her attention to Jemma.

Jemma put her head down and Maria decided to answer for her. "Yes, I did."

"I'm not talking to you." Skye said to Maria. She turned her attention back to Jemma. "And that's bullshit."

"Wait, wait." Jemma finally spoke. "So, someone asking me to prom is bullshit?"

Skye stood in silence, realizing that she may have been too harsh. "It's just…I thought that we might go together."

Skye and Jemma stayed silence, Maria once again taking the liberty to speak. "Alright Skye, that's enough. This is not okay. I like this girl a lot. And I say that you have got to stop with this whole bet thing."

"Bet?" Jemma said with confusion.

Maria nodded. "Yeah. A bet. And it was so stupid, Jemma. Skye here was gloating about how she could make any girl be prom queen. You just so happened to be the one picked. Skye thinks that if she takes you to the prom that it will help you win."

It was Skye's turn to put her head down. It took everything she had to look back up at Jemma.

Jemma shook her head. She could not believe what she just heard. "Is that true? Am I a bet? A bet? Am I just a fucking bet?" Jemma ended with a shout.

Skye sighed, nodding her head slightly. "Yes."

Natasha came up and hugged Skye from behind. Skye was so embarrassed that she did nothing about it. "I mean, come on sweetie." Natasha said to Jemma. "You didn't think that you were popular for real, did you?" Jemma sighed, saying nothing in return. "Oh, you did. That is so cute."

Jemma looked Skye up and down, before shaking her head in disappointment. She turned and ran out of the building. Maria smiled mischievously at Skye, before following after Jemma.

Natasha released her grasp on Skye and walked around to face her. "You can pick me up at eight, lover." She kissed Skye on the cheek and walked out, leaving Skye on the verge of tears.