A/N: A new chapter! Every time I feel more and more lazy. But I have a new computer, which will increase productivity levels greatly. Another chapter is following this one. Hope you like it! :)
Immediately, Emma drifted toward the security that the wall provided, with Will following suit.
"Alright, claustrophobia officially setting in…" she muttered, gazing around the crowded dance floor. The air felt humid and heavy, a sordid mixture of sweat and fog from the smoke machine. She coughed, and Will laughed. Her cough was absolutely adorable.
"I take it you didn't chaperone senior prom last year," he said, crossing his arms.
"Nope," she replied. She hesitated before adding, "The last dance I was at was my own prom, way back when. Nothing's really changed. There was the same smell, the same mosh pit up at the front in front by the speakers; even the same group of scantily clad girls dancing inappropriately – well, maybe not quite that inappropriately."
Will smiled. "Oh."
"Dances were never my thing."
"Me either."
"But when you were dating Terri-"
"It took me a long time to get to that point," he replied.
Emma laughed again, suddenly sensing a hint of awkwardness in their conversation. It was as if neither of them could form the words they truly wanted to say.
They watched as Principal Figgins stepped onto the stage, taking the microphone into his hand. "Hello, McKinley High students and staff," he began. "We have an idea to get you all into the Homecoming spirit. Can we have our Homecoming couples up onto the stage, please?"
The students looked around, and the principal cleared his throat and glanced down at his cue cards. "Right, I would like to call up Finn Hudson and Quinn Fabray, as well as Adam Wells and Sophia Adams."
The two couples made their way onto the stage surrounded by applause. Emma and Will glanced at each other.
"Finn and Quinn could really use this," Emma mused, "they've been through some trying things lately. But Adam? Isn't he the one that I called down…?"
"Yeah, that's him," said Will. "As a teacher I know I shouldn't say this, but Finn and Quinn are great kids, and Adam's, well…"
"Not," Emma agreed. "Neither is Sophia. She's been suspended twice for absenteeism, not to mention the long list of other things she's been given detention for."
"I hate to say it, but maybe Sue was right. High school is a caste system."
Emma nodded and watched in anticipation as Figgins pulled out his next cue card.
"In order to find out who will be crowned as Homecoming king and queen, we're going to have the two boys sing a song of their choice for their date. Then, we'll have everyone cheer to determine who gave the better performance."
Finn beamed at Quinn, evidently with a heightened sense of confidence.
"And that's not all," continued Principal Figgins, "in this hat, we have the names of our staff that are chaperoning tonight. The lucky teacher will compete as well, and if they are the winner, they can choose which couple they would like to award the crown to."
Will's jaw dropped and Emma turned to look at him, grinning.
"Our night might just be shaping up," he muttered, and they waited as Figgins put his hand into the hat and pulled out a scrap of paper.
"And the teacher that will compete against these gentlemen is…"
Will and Emma looked on with baited breath.
"…Sandy Ryerson!"
Emma groaned and Will lowered his head, looking crestfallen.
"That was definitely rigged," he said, "This thing was Sandy's idea in the first place."
"It's alright, Will," Emma said hopefully, "what are the chances that he'll win? Everyone knows Finn's very talented."
Will laughed and shrugged, "You do have a point."
"We'll give the candidates – and Sandy – a few moments to choose which song they are going to perform," Mr. Figgins concluded.
Emma looked over at Will, smiling. "This should be interesting."
He nodded, "I wonder what Finn's going to sing."
After a few moments, Figgins stepped up to the microphone.
"Alright. First off, we have Adam Wells singing his acapella rendition of 'Achey Breaky Heart," by Billy Ray Cyrus."
