Twenty minutes of music blaring out the car speakers later, after leaving the Argent household, the four teens had finally arrived at school, the sight before them making at least three of them gasp. They had yet to even enter the building and, already, the outside looked amazing, with stars projected all over the walls, blue and white balloons scattered around the place in large pillars. If this was what the outside looked like, Zach could only imagine what the inside looked like, smiling as he heard music pumping from inside the gym.

"Want some?" Zach was pulled out of his amazement to notice a bottle in Jackson's hands, a bottle which he was currently offering to Allison.

"I'm good thanks," she said, pushing the bottle back over to him.

"You're not seriously drinking right now are you?" Zach questioned angrily, annoyed he would be offering any to Allison.

"You guys seriously want to go through the night sober?" he retorted, taking a swig of the bottle.

"I don't know about Allison or Danny, but I wouldn't mind remembering tonight," Zach scoffed, shaking his head at the teen's stupidity.

"Yeah, well I wouldn't mind not remembering the entire night," Jackson said, unbuckling his seatbelt, ready to get out of the car.

"Do you guys know if Scott's coming?" Allison asked, stopping Jackson in his tracks.

"I know he's not allowed to," Jackson told her, continuing out of the car.

"He's on academic probation," Zach explained, getting ready to get out of the car before Danny stopped him.

"I have to the gentlemanly thing and open the door for you," he grinned, pushing open his door to move around to the other side of the car with Jackson. Allison pulled down the visor on her side of the car to look in the mirror, sighing as she did so.

"You okay?" Zach asked, waiting patiently for Danny to open the door.

"I'm fine. I just need to be a normal teenage girl tonight, just like Kate told me," Allison replied, sliding her finger against the side of her lip to neaten her lipstick.

"That might be easier than you think," Zach smiled, pointing out the front window, just as Danny opened the door. As Zach stepped out, he looked up at the roof to watch Scott making his way across it quickly, completely oblivious to the two Argent children watching him closely.

"Hey Zach." Zach moved his gaze away from the roof to look down at whoever greeted him, smiling when he saw that it was Stiles.

"Hey Stiles, you definitely know how to clean yourself up," he chuckled, glancing into the car to see an impatient Lydia.

"I could say the same for you," he beamed, forgetting who was currently waiting for in the car for him.

"Stiles! I'm waiting," Lydia remarked from inside the car, looking just about ready to get out by herself.

"Shit, sorry," Stiles apologised, quickly running over to the door to open it for her. As she jumped out onto the ground, she dusted god knows what off of her dress before quickly composing herself, smiling when she noticed Zach standing nearby, only to change her attention to Jackson.

"Jackson. You look handsome," she greeted with a fake smile, obviously making it look like she didn't care that he was with Allison.

"Obviously. It's Hugo Boss," he stated smugly, continuing on his way to the dance at Allison's side. Lydia turned away to look straight ahead, her nostrils flaring as she tried to calm herself down, looking like she was about to say something.

"Let me guess. You don't care, you don't want compliments, you will not fall prey to society's plan to turn girls into emotional wrecks, who pull up their dress at any fleeting remark?" Zach smiled, stepping up to stand beside her.

"Close enough," she sighed, looking after Jackson as he walked away.

"Well, if it's any consolation, I think you look beautiful, whether you want to hear it or not," Zach told her matter-of-factly.

"Really?" Lydia asked with a small smile touching her lips.

"Would I ever lie to you?" he countered, offering his arm to her. She gladly took it and started walking with him up to the gym with Danny walking on Zach's side and Stiles walking alongside Lydia. They soon reached the gym and pushed open the front doors, being greeted by loud conversations, booming music and low, mood lights, all culminating into make the gym look decent for once.

"God I'm good," Lydia smirked, pulling away from Zach to go greet some of her friends with Stiles not far behind.

"Let's go boys," Jackson said, leading the way over to where the drinks were sitting with Allison in tow.

"Shall we?" Danny asked, offering his arm.

"We shall," Zach chuckled, taking the offered arm to follow behind Jackson and Allison. After pushing through multiple teenagers, they finally managed to reach the table with a bowl of punch waiting for them. Danny poured himself, Zach and Allison a drink, handing each of them their cups before raising his own above his head, ready to make a toast.

"To a fun night with friends," he announced, knocking his cup against Zach's and Allison's after they repeated his words.

"Drink anyone?" Jackson offered, pouring some of his alcohol into Danny's cup.

"No thanks," Allison and Zach said at the same time, sipping from their drinks in unison.

"Suit yourselves," Jackson said, taking yet another swig of his drink.

"Do you want to dance?" Allison asked, stepping up beside Jackson when he had yet to say a word to her for the past couple of minutes.

"Do I have to?" Jackson asked dumbly, not noticing Zach face palm nearby.

"Not the response I was expecting, but no, I guess not," Allison said, turning away, looking a little disappointed. Feeling quite annoyed, he stepped up close to Jackson until he mouth was right next to his ear, bringing his voice down to a whisper before he spoke.

"I'll assume you forgot what happened back in the locker room? My foot was to your throat, and I said I could probably break it in an instant?" Zach whispered, nodding to the still disappointed Allison nearby.

"On second thought, may I?" Jackson said, offering his arm to a surprised Allison, who gladly accepted.

"So, may I have this dance?" Danny asked, finishing off his drink.

"I promised Lydia at least one dance tonight, so I think I might-" Zach began to say before he looked over to the dance floor, noticing Stiles pulling a chipper Lydia into the crowd of gyrating teenagers.

"Looks like you're free then," Danny smiled, taking Zach by the hand to lead him to the dance floor.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself," Zach commented, being forced to dance up close and personal with Danny since everyone else around him were pressed together like magnets.

"Of course. I'm listening to great music, I'm with some great company and I am currently dancing with the best looking guy in school. So yeah, I'm enjoying myself," Danny beamed, pulling Zach in closer. Although Zach couldn't help but blush, at the same time, he couldn't help but feel bad about what he said. Here he was, dancing with one of the nicest guys he had ever met, one that had practically liked him on sight, only to be liking someone else. If there was ever a time to feel like a horrible person, it was now.

"McCall! I see you!" Zach glanced over nearby to see Coach shouting, which could only mean that Scott had finally been caught. He followed Coach's gaze up into the bleacher to find Scott who currently looked scared out of his wits, as expected.

"That can't end well," Danny muttered, joining Zach in watching Coach chase Scott around the school gym.

"That's an understatement if I ever heard one," Zach droned, laughing along with Danny as Scott tried dodging between people to escape.

"And he's coming this way," Danny pointed out, nodding to Scott as he ran up to them.

"Zach, I need you to dance with me, like right now," Scott pleaded, looking around for Coach.

"No, he's busy," Danny told him, trying his best to ignore Scott.

"Please?" Scott insisted, noticing Coach nearby, craning his head to scan the crowd for his target.

"It's fine, won't take long," Zach reassured Danny, turning around to pull Zach into his arms.

"Don't have to be so forceful," Scott whispered, holding his breath as Coach approached them.

"You only have yourself to blame," Zach muttered back, smiling at the Coach once he had reached them.

"McCall! You're not supposed to-" Coach began to shout before he cut himself off, realising that Zach and Scott were dancing together.

"Is there a problem Coach?" Zach asked, noticing the band stop play as everyone turned to look at the Coach.

"What the hell are you doing?" Coach asked Scott, completely dumbfound.

"Aren't two guys allowed to dance together?" Zach questioned, pulling Scott in a little closer, making Coach look really uncomfortable as he looked at everyone staring at him.

"Ok, hold on here, hold on. I was just… I was saying he… he can't… I mean of course he… Dance, go on, dance everyone, dance, it's a party" Coach exclaimed, laughing as he motioned for the band to continue playing, walking away to go find somewhere to hide.

"Thank you so much, I owe you," Scott said, running off to go hide himself, soon being replaced by Danny, who stepped right into his arms.

"Didn't even give me his number. Jerk," Zach mumbled playfully, noticing Scott walking up to Allison, putting a small smile on his face.

"You really care about her don't you?" Danny asked, leaning his chin on Zach's shoulder whilst they swayed to the music.

"Of course, she's like the sister I never had. Her, Uncle Chris, even good old Vicky. They're the only family I have, apart from Kate and my grandfather. At least, they're the ones that I've met before," Zach told him, smiling even more as he watched Allison and Scott walk out to the dance floor together.

"You never did say what happened to your parents," Danny pointed out, pulling away to look into Zach's glistening eyes. "Oh god, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up."

"Its fine, don't worry about it. It's just not something I like to talk about. My mother was torn apart by some wild animal, or so my family told me. And my dad, died in the war or something. The details are too vague for me to remember, I was too young to understand what was going on. In the end, I guess it's all in the past, so it can't affect me anymore. I have a good life, I have good friends and family, I have everything I could need," Zach reassured him, wiping tears from his eyes, noticing Stiles nearby, frantically scanning the crowd for someone.

"Are you sure you have everything?" Danny questioned, regaining Zach's attention. The pair looked into each other's eyes and Danny began to lean in close, inching towards Zach's face, before Stiles ran up to them, interrupting the moment.

"Zach, I need your help," he said, surprise coming to his face when he realised he had interrupted.

"Your friends sure like to butt in don't they?" Danny asked sarcastically, pulling away from Zach to shaking his head in annoyance.

"Stiles, could you please just-" Zach began to tell him to leave, before Danny shook his head no.

"Its fine, you go. If you don't, then we'll never get any peace and quiet tonight," Danny told him with a sad smile.

"Are you sure?" Zach asked, already feeling horrible for having to choose Stiles over Danny.

"I'll be fine, don't worry. Maybe I'll find Scott, we could have our own dance," he smirked, turning around to leave, pushing his way through the crowd of teenagers to escape.

"You better have a good reason for interrupting us," Zach snapped once Danny had vanished from view.

"It's Lydia. She left a few minutes ago to go find Jackson, but he's here. Which means he's not out there. Which means…" Stiles trailed off, hoping Zach got the idea.

"Lydia's in danger."

Sorry for the late update, been a little busy lately, so I'll post two chapters today.

I've officially finished the write up for this fanfiction, so all I need to do is just post them over the next few days, so be prepared for that.

Also guys, please review, I haven't gotten anything for a couple of days, so it would be really nice to have some sort of feedback please.

Farewell for now.