Chapter 3! Hopefully it's good. It's kind of a filler I guess, until the party which is next chapter. I don't know how that's going down yet, so we'll just see. Thanks for reading! :)

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Disclaimer: Oh yeah that awesome show Degrassi? I don't own it.

"Holly J, honey," Her mother's sweet voice said softly as she knocked at her bedroom door.

"Yeah, mom?" She asked groggily, sitting up in bed.

Her mother smiled as she peeked in. "Take a nap?"

Holly J laughed, looking at the clock. "Guess I did. Oops."

"So, any plans tonight? It's Friday, you know," Mrs. Sinclair stated matter-of-factly.

Ugh. This was the usual ploy of her mother's. She thought that Holly J spent entirely too much time at home and after-hours at school working. She was convinced that's all Holly J did lately was work and thought she needed to have more fun with her friends.

"No, mom, no plans," Holly J shook her head, leaning back against the wall behind her bed.

"Well, what about Anya? Why don't you have a girls night?" She smiled warmly. Her mom adored Anya.

Holly J sighed, and for the first time in weeks, gave in. "Yeah, I'll call her,"

"Oh great!" Mrs. Sinclair exclaimed happily, beaming. "I'll go make some snacks for you two." She said before scurrying downstairs toward the kitchen.

Holly J waited until she was out of view, then climbed out of bed and closed her door to call Anya.

She paced her room waiting for Anya to answer, and she picked up after three rings.

"Hello?" Her happy voice flooded the speaker.

"Hi, Anya," Holly J said hesitantly.

"Oh, hi, Holly J," Anya said back, her voice now lacking enthusiasm.

"Look, I'm so sorry about the other day. I didn't mean to act like that."

Anya let out a breath that crackled through the phone. "It's okay. It was kind of silly gossip." She laughed.

"So, wanna come over tonight? My mom's been driving me crazy about needing to do more than work on school-related things." Holly J rolled her eyes, laughing.

"Well, you do," Anya pointed out, laughing. "But actually, I'm going to that party tonight.." Anya trailed off.

"Oh," Holly J said, disappointed.

"But," Anya perked up. "You should come! It'll be fun," Holly J could hear her smiling through the phone.

Holly J bit her lip. Ugh, I do not want to go to that party. But what else will I do?

"Uh, sure," Holly J smiled slightly, faking enthusiasm.

"Great! Get ready together?" Anya asked.

"Sure, my mom's making snacks for us if you want to do it here," Holly J said.

"Snacks! I love your mom's food! I'm in," Anya laughed and Holly J joined in.

"Okay, see you in like ten." Holly J said as they hung up.

After Anya had arrived and spent a few minutes catching up with Mrs. Sinclair, they made their way to Holly J's bedroom, complete with a small bathroom vanity area, to primp.

"Thad dresch!" Anya said with her mouth full of food as she pointed to a gorgeous little black number that Holly J had hanging in her closet for special occasions. It was something that was very unlike her, but more of an impulse buy.

Holly J frowned. "I don't even know why I bought that thing."

"Because it's hot." Anya said in a 'duh' tone, swallowing the brownie in her mouth.

Holly J nodded. It is.

"Wear ittttt," Anya sing-songed, trying to persuade Holly J's decision.

Holly J laughed. "Okay, okay. Now what are you wearing?"

Anya reached back and held up a hot pink little dress.

"Hmm," Holly J pursed her lips, examining it. "No, you're not."

Anya frowned. "But—"

"Because," Holly J cut her off, turning to her closet. "You're wearing this." She pulled out a gorgeous torquoise dress with a flourish. Anya's eyes widened.

"Holly J!" She exhaled. "It's beautiful!"

"Put it on!" Holly J laughed, thrusting it toward her friend.

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Anya said giddily, skipping toward the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, the girls were dressed, make-upped, high-heeled and ready to go.

"Party here we come! Woo!" Anya said, excitedly. Holly J rolled her eyes and laughed lightly at her friends' excitement.

"Let's go," She said, grabbing her mom's car keys. "Mom, we're leaving!"

"Okay, girls! Have fun," Her mother called before her head popped around the corner into the entryway. "Be safe." She warned.

"We will," The girls answered in unison, smiling at Mrs. Sinclair once more before descending the stairs to Mrs. Sinclair's car.

"This is going to be great." Anya beamed, buckling her seatbelt.

Holly J nodded, smiling. I sure hope you're right.