"Woah." Isabel's warm brown eyes light up when she sees Tess walking out of the dressing room. Tess is wearing a beautiful, silk dress. The deep blue fabric bringing out the luminous color in Tess' clear, blue eyes. Tess twirls around, letting the deep blue fabric shimmer under the light.
"Tess." Isabel begins, shaking her head. "That dress was made for you. Seriously."
Tess laughs, looking at herself in the mirror.
"You sure, Iss? I mean, it seems abit..revealing. Don't ya think?" Tess adjusts the spaghetti straps, pulling it up more to her collarbone.
Isabel crosses her arms and studies Tess. "Since when have you worried about anything revealing?" Isabel's lips twitch.
Tess rolls her eyes, sighing. "Since Liz and Maria keep calling me a slut."
Isabel sighs and says, putting a comforting hand on Tess' shoulder. "They're just jealous. Just forget about them and have a great time."
Tess nods her head and gives a small smile. "You're right. I don't care what they think." Tess turns around once more and studies her reflection. "I think I'll take it."
Isabel smiles, approvingly. "Good choice. I told you I have good taste."
Tess laughs and walks back into the dressing room, to change back into her clothes.

Max's jaw drops, speechless. Michael gives him a withering look and says softly. "Why are you so surprised, Maxwell? Isabel is a beautiful woman. Any man would be lucky to have her, and I know..." Michael clears his throat and looks away, playing with his pencil. "I know that I'm not good enough for her, but I will be. You don't have to worry about her wants, because I'll provide and I'll make her happy."
Max's jaw tightens and looks away. "That's not what I mean, Michael." Sighing, Max looks down, rubbing his temples. "What about Maria?"
Michael swallows, averting his eyes. "I know. I just don't know how to tell her. I've told her several times that it's not gonna happen, but she's persistant. I know that and I know I have to tell her, but I'm going to wait and talk to Isabel about it."
Max nods his head slowly, his gaze directed towards where Liz and Maria are sitting. "So, you're going to follow Destiny, eh?" Max looks at Michael, his hazel eyes hard and angry. Michael's jaw tightens and gives Max a cold look. "If it means to be happy. Then, yes. Happiness is all that matters, Max. It doesn't matter if destiny has to do with anything. It matters to be happy." Michael's eyebrows contract and asks slowly, almost not daring to, but knowing he must. "You say we make our own destiny, but let me ask you this, Maxwell. Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to be with Tess?"

Max's eyes narrow quickly and he looks away, not answering.

Michael presses his lips together and says quietly. "Thought as much." Michael opens his A.P. English book and starts to work on his assignment.

Max opens up his Calculas textbook and tries to concentrate on his homework, but he can't. His mind wanders towards Tess. It was true. He did think about what it would be like to be with Tess, but he was happy with Liz. He was in love...But, at night the dreams would tell him that he had once loved Tess more than anyone-even Liz..and the feelings he had felt when that McFerguason had asked questions about Tess. His Tess...

Kyle looks over towards Max and Michael's section of the table and trying to eavesdrop on what seemed like a heated discussion about something-or someone. Kyle smiles next to his study partner, Ally Silverman. Ally had transfered about the same time as the McFerguason kid, and Kyle had admit it, but Alison Silverman was indeed one hot babe. Ally was about 5'3, her long, honey-blonde hair, framing her oval face and deep brown eyes.
Ally looks up from her French homework and smiles right back at him. Ally leans forward slightly and whispers into his ear, "I know you're going to the dance with Maria DeLuca, but I was wondering..." Ally's eyes look up at him shyly. "I was wondering if we could dance a little..." Ally's northern accent trails off, her fingers fidgeting.
Kyle gives a broad smile and nods his head. "I would like that."
Ally smiles back and turns back to her homework. Kyle hums softly under his breath, knowing full well he has to pick up, loud mouth DeLuca, but knowing he had Ally for the night. It would be worth it.

Maria puts a comforting arm around Liz's shoulder.
"Girlfriend, it'll be alright. Max loves you. Just because you two aren't going to the dance together, doesn't mean he doesn't. All he has to do is take Tess to the dance and then Hogworth has to see them, and then he can ditch her, and he'll come to you."
Liz nods her head, miserably, wiping her eyes. "I know, Maria, but just that Max could even consider that I'm a selfish.."
Maria cuts Liz off quickly and says, "No, you're not, Lizzy. You're the sweetest, most generous person I know. And, I know for a fact that Max doesn't think that. He loves you."
Liz nods her head and gives Maria smile. "Thanks."
Maria waves her hand, rolling her eyes dramatically. "No problem, babe. What are best friends for?" Liz giggles, straightening her shoulders and gives Maria an-all-knowing smile. "Now, you and Michael."
Maria claps her hands together and begins to explain her plan to win Michael Guerin's heart. Liz half-listens, wondering what the heated discussion between Michael and Max is about.

"Isabel." Tess calls out for the 5th time in a row. "How many dresses are you going to try on? I mean, all of them you've shown me look great. What's the deal?" Tess takes off her shoes and moans, lightly massaging her foot and looking at her clock.
Tess looks at her watch. 3:45 P.M. Mademoiselle de Moore will probably be waiting for her, but she didn't care. She was having a great time with Isabel, even if her feet were dieing at the moment. Tess can't help but wonder about Max. It was true what Kyle said.
I guess I'll always care about him. Tess thinks to herself, not wanting to admit but knowing she had, too.
Sighing, Tess calls out Isabel's name again, wondering what Isabel was doing. Tess looks up to find Isabel coming out, wearing a stunning deep crimson, velvet dress, single strapped, and cut low in the front. Isabel looked amazing.
Tess' jaw drops. "Wooooo...are you trying to give Michael a heart attack?" Asks Tess, jokingly.

Isabel giggles. "What do you think?"

Tess smiles. "You're gonna knock him off his feet."

Isabel laughs, admiring the dress. "Now, all we need to get is jewelry and shoes." Tess gives Isabel a pitiful look. "Issy, my feet are killing me, and haven't you heard that you can make your own jewelry?"
Isabel looks at her and shakes her head. "You mean, use our powers?"
Tess gives Isabel an impetuous smile and nods her head. "Of course. We have them, might as well use them." Tess loops her arm around Isabel's. "Come on. It'll be fun."

Matt McFerguason nods towards Nicolas and says, "Everything is going well. Just be there at the dance. We'll back you up."

Three hours later...
Nicholas smiles towards Lonnie, his dark eyes glinting with anticipation. Lonnie smiles back, her overly made up face staring Nicholas down. Lonnie walks over to him and lightly runs her thumb across Nicholas' pouty lips, leaning forward.
"Too bad we can't have a little fun right now. You know, Nicholas..you were once a charming and devlishly handsome man." Lonnie's sultry eyes look at him evenly, and gives him a cruel smile.
Nicholas tips his head to the side and before Lonnie can react, Nicholas uses his telekanetic power and throws Lonnie, her back hitting against the back alley.
Nicholas walks over to Lonnie's limp body and adjusts his shirt, squiting down next to her and touches her now long honey-blonde hair and shakes his head.
"Yes, it is a shame."
"Hey!"
Nicholas turns around to find Rath running up, his eyes full of fire and anger.
"What in the hell happened?" Rath points to Lonnie's unconcious body.

Nicholas stands up and faces Rath, his lips forming into a challenging smirk. "Having a little fun. Besides, your girlfriend pissed me off."

Rath pushes Nicholas aside and gently lifts Lonnie up, whispering her name and pleading her to awaken. Lonnie stirrs slowly and shakes her head, trying to clear her clouded mind and the the pain she feels shooting up in her spine and the back of her head. She gives Nicholas a hard look, but Nicholas holds up his finger, and playfully wags his finger. Lonnie swallows hard and averts her eyes.

Nicholas sighs and takes out his shades and puts them on.
"Come. We don't have time to be messing around. We have the Royal 4 to destroy."
Nicholas turns and looks back at Rath and Lonnie and says, his voice low and hard. "And, I don't want you both to fail me again. Remember, don't go near that genenocidal girl of his."
Nicholas looks at Rath up and down and says, "Shouldn't you be changing, Rath?"
Rath narrows his eyes about to say something, but a warning look from Lonnie makes him change his mind. Rath closes his eyes and waves his hand over his body and he changes back in his alias. Matt McFerguason. Wearing a suit.

Lonnie snaps her fingers, her long honey-blonde hair up in french twist, and waves her hand down to her body, changing into a lovely satin, burgundy colored dress, the spaghetti straps adjusted to her petite figure. Lonnie touches her neck and forms a diamond necklace and then she touches her ears lightly, diamond studs with black sapphire stones appearing around the edges.
Lonnie crosses her arms and glares down at Nicholas.

Nicholas smiles and says, "Show time."