Joe picked up the dress she was planning to wear, and held it against her body as she looked in the mirror. It was a long spaghetti strapped baby blue dress that matched perfectly with the Versace heels her father had sent her from Paris.

"God, I can't believe I'm doing this," She sighed as she slipped it on. Just then Ditey appeared at the door, holding a bottle of water.

"If you don't want to go, why'd you say yes?" Ditey asked, plopping down on her bed.

"Because A. I felt obligated," Joe explained, "B. I was jealous that Ephram was spending a lot of time with Amy, so I dunno, in the spur of the moment, I just said yes."

"So are you actually going out with Bright now.or what?" Ditey questioned, watching as Joe began to apply her makeup.

"No, we're going as friends. I'm kind of doing him a favor," Joe answered.

"Have you talked to Jesse since you dropped the bomb on him?" Ditey asked.

"No, not really. I mailed him the ring back, which is kind of trashy I admit, but it would have been even trashier to try and keep it," Joe replied.

"Why did you ever get engaged in the first place?" Ditey wondered aloud.

"I don't know. He was really nice, and we had a good time together. He asked me because he thought it'd be the only way for us to stay together after I moved," Joe explained, "I knew it would never last, and how ridicules it was for me, a 15 year old girl, to get engaged, but I accepted." "No offense, but the last couple weeks, your life has been a really bad episode of The Young and the Restless," Ditey remarked.

"Yeah, sad, isn't it?" Joe laughed, Ditey nodded, "Well I gotta get going, Bright will be here soon." Just then the doorbell rang.

"Why are you laughing?" Bright asked Joe, who was cracking up.

"Because, you ballroom dancing is a novelty to me," Joe answered. The event was a lot more fancy then Joe had expected. Instead a small, comfortable dinner party in a conference room somewhere, it had turned out to be an elaborate ball, where pretentious important families could show of their sons and daughters who would soon be going to The University of Denver. Joe looked over to see Dr.Abbott heading their way, with another man, looking to be in his mid thirties.

"Bright, this is Mr. Hemrey, he heads the sports department at the university," Dr.Abbott explained, Bright and Joe stopped dancing, as Dr.Abbott introduced them to Mr.Hemrey. Joe smiled as she shook his hand, before nudging Bright and telling him she was going to get something to drink. She got herself some punch, and headed back to their table.

"Hi," Amy greeted. The night had been quite awkward. Especially with Amy being present.

"Hey," Joe replied, sitting down across from her.

"So, are you having fun?" Amy asked, pushing some caviar around the small plate she had in front of her.

"It's ok, but my face hurts from having to smile so much," Joe answered, rubbing her jaw, "How about you?"

"I don't know, it's not my thing," Amy replied, "The people here are so dull."

"Yeah, not my idea of a great evening either. I must have had to meet with at least 50 people," Joe agreed with Amy.

"You and Bright make quite the couple," Amy joked.

"Thanks, but this is just a favor I'm doing for him," Joe laughed, "Not to be mean, but Bright and I just don't click that way, you know?" Amy nodded.

"Joe?" Amy asked suddenly.

"Yeah?" Joe looked up.

"I'm sorry.for saying all the stuff I said," Amy told her. Joe looked her directly in the eye.

"It's ok," Joe answered, Amy's eye nearly popped out of her head she was so surprised.

"Really?" Amy asked.

"Really," Joe laughed.