"What'd he do now?" Dylan asked, taking a break from practice to sit with Paige on the sidelines.

"Who?" Paige said.

"You know who." Dylan said. "The reason you came to practice. Not that you'd need an excuse to come watch a bunch of college guys play soccer."

Paige sighed. "It's the prom," she said "I mean... it's bad enough that they're making the grade 11's come with the 12's and we don't have a place to throw it, but now, I'm not even going."

"Did he ask somebody else?" Dylan asked.

"He didn't ask anyone." Paige sighed, shoulders falling. "Spin's not going and now I'm not going because everybody good is already taken."

"Hey Dylan!" one of his teammates called. "The game's out here."

Dylan held up his hand for them to wait for him. "OK," Dylan said. "I know how much you want to go so um... I'll go with you."

Paige laughed. "You're my brother."

"So I'm your brother. So what? Do you want to go or not?" Paige nodded. "Then I'll go with you. It'll be fun, Paige."

"What about Marco?"

"I don't think he's... really OK with me and him going as a couple."

"You'd be OK with it?" Paige asked.

"Yeah" he said "I'm not about to push Marco into it. He is becoming more secure about everything. Slowly and surely."

"Dylan!" they called again. "Come on!"

"What do you say Paige?" Dylan said, standing.

Paige cocked her head to the side, taking a deep breath. "Sure," she said "Why not."

"And if he changes his mind... Spinner I mean, if he changes his mind then you can go with him. Or if someone else asks you..."

"Got it." Paige said. "At least we'll be coordinated, right?"

Dylan rolled his eyes. "Go home, plan your wardrobe already" he laughed.

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"Are we rehearsing today or what?" Spinner asked walking into the garage.

"Jimmy didn't call you?" Marco said, fiddling with some chords. "He's not coming. Some last minute prom stuff with Hazel." He shook his head when he couldn't settle on the chord.

"Prom" Spinner scoffed. "It's making such a big deal out of nothing."

"What are you talking about?" Marco said. "This is like... the last big thing, besides graduation that is gonna be going on at Degrassi. I would think that you'd want to take advantage of that. You and Paige are out of here at the end of the year. This is it for you guys. You can't tell me that you're not taking her to the prom."

"I'm not taking anyone to the prom." Spinner said. "I don't see what the big deal is anyway."

"It is so a big deal" Marco said. "Prom is like... it's like something that Paige has probably been looking forward to since she first walked into Degrassi."

Spinner grabbed his drumsticks and stood by the door. "Don't you try to change my mind too."

"It's none of my business." Marco said, laying the guitar back in the case. "But... Paige is my friend."

"She's my girlfriend." Spinner said. "I told her I don't want to go to the stupid prom. Just leave it alone already."

"You told Paige that you're not going?" Marco was surprised. "I mean... you just told her?"

"Yeah. So?" Spinner paused. "I don't see you lining up for tickets."

"I have no choice. I'm President. And even if I wasn't, I'd still go."

"Alone."

"You think I could take Dylan?" Marco said. "You think that would go over well? Remember how you reacted when you first found out?" Marco paused. "Besides. Me not going with Dylan is not the same thing as you not taking Paige."

"You're not changing my mind" Spinner said sitting at the drums. "Just start playing."

"You at least need to give her a reason."

"I said drop it, Marco!" Spinner said. There was a long pause before he started playing a beat. "Now just play the chords."