Going back to school the next day was the worst. The only time Tyson tried to approach me was in math class that day.

"Sophie. Hey."

"Hi." I answered not looking up from my paper.

"Look about yesterday, I'm really sorry."

I forced myself to look up at him and smile "I don't know what you're talking about I wasn't here yesterday. I was sick." Ok so I was being childish, but whatever. I didn't have anything else to say Tyson. I was sure I had already said enough.

I looked back down to my paper, but I could still feel Tyson's eyes on me.

"Sophie…"

I continued to ignore him and after a couple seconds he walked away.

And that was it. The rest of the day was normal. In fact the rest of the week was normal, well it was until Thursday.

"So what're you girls wearing to the dance?" Scarlett asked excitedly

"Umm." Angelina looked at me, obviously waiting for me to explain

"Nothing." I said

"Nothing?" Scarlett asked her eyes wide.

"We don't go to dances." Angelina said shooting me a dark look.

"You don't?"

"No." I snapped. I really didn't feel like having this stupid conversation with Scarlett, especially since I had already had it with… him.

"Well you totally should start! They are so much fun and you get to dress up, and dance with boys! I love dances! You have to come!"

Then the conversation was over, and I thought that it was over for good, I was wrong.

In the hallway after class Angelina started it right back up again.

"Maybe we should go to the dance tonight." She said

"What?"

"It's just we've only ever been to one, and I would kind of like to try one again. There's this guy I've been wanting to ask out and this dance gives me the perfect opportunity."

"Angelina, the dance is tomorrow. There's no way we could still go. Neither of us have dresses, or anything. Besides we decided never to go to a dance again."

"I know, I know. But Sophie, we decided that a long time ago. Don't you think we should, I don't know, give dances a second chance. We could have a really good time."

"Angelina… really?" I rolled my eyes.

"God Sophie, why do you always have to be like that?"

"Like what?"
"You always have to be all I hate the world. Can't for once you be open minded about something. All I want is to go to one damn dance, but no you're too antisocial for that. Can't you just be a good friend and go with me?"

I wasn't shocked by Angelina's words. We could really get into it if we wanted to. But I guess I hate been extra angry this week, I shouldn't have taken it out on Angelina. I sighed because now I felt guilty, and I knew now I was going to make a mistake.

"Fine. I'll go."

"Really? Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"But don't expect me to like it!"

Angelina smiled wide. "Come over to my house after school, I'm sure my mom will have a couple dresses we could borrow or something. Hey, maybe Scarlett could bring us some! I really want to look good for Steven!"

"Steven?"

"Yeah, Steven Brooks. I know it's too late to ask him, but maybe he'll see me tomorrow night and instantly fall in love with me!"

Leave it to Angelina to fall in love with Steven Brooks. Her parents and his parents were long time friends. And they had been pretty much raised together. Steven was a year older than us, and was on the basketball team. From what I hear he's pretty good. He has an old sister named Ophelia who's already in college. I know because Angelina knows everything about him and brags about it constantly.

Then Angelina ran off, and I was left to go to math class, where I would have to endure yet another awkward math class, beside Tyson Guthrie.

After school Angelina and I walked to her house. We sat in her room for an hour going through her clothes. She had nothing.

"Angelina, this is hopeless. We'll never find dresses in time."

"Angelina, there's someone here to see you." Angelina's mom called from downstairs.

"Send her up." Angelina called back. "That must be Scarlett" she added to me.

A couple minutes later Scarlett opened the door. She was carrying a large bag.

"Hey can you guys help me with the other ones?"

We hulled 4 more bags up to Angelina's room.

"So what exactly are we carrying up here anyway." I finally asked

"Dresses. When Angelina told me that you guys were coming to the dance but didn't have any dresses, I just knew I had to help you out! Dresses are my thing, I have like thousands of them! So I brought the ones I haven't worn yet." Scarlett answered happily.

Then she started taking dresses out of one of the bags. I looked at Angelina who just shrugged and start going through another. I sighed and started on mine.

We took all the dresses out, there were too many to count. Long, short, pink, purple, straps, no straps, and on and on. It was crazy!

With so many dresses you would think one would really appeal to me, but none did. Scarlett seemed to realize this.

"See anything you like?" she asked

"Not really, dresses aren't really my style…" I answered feeling awkward.

"Here," She said turning around, grabbed a long red dress that was far from my style, and handed it to me. "Try this on."

"Umm"

"Trust me, it will look good on you."

I shrugged, sure that this was going to be untrue

I went into the bathroom, I had always been overly modest, and put on the dress. When I walked out both Angelina and Scarlett stopped what they were doing and looked at me.

"Oh my god." Angelina gasped.

"What?" I asked annoyed

"That's the one." Scarlett said with a smile.

"It looks so perfect!" Angelina said walking over to me.

I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was simple, yet elegant, and it fit my body perfectly. I actually looked good, it was different.

Later after Angelina had picked her dress, a long strapless light blue dress, and we had packed up all the other dresses, my mom came and picked me up.

On the way home I tried to think up a way to ask my parents if I could go tomorrow. I wasn't exactly sure what their reaction would be. The dress had fit in my backpack so I was able to hide it, but I couldn't hide much from my parents for too long. It's one of those perks of being an only child…

At dinner that night I got up the nerve to bring it up.

"So, me and Angelina were thinking about um going to the dance tomorrow…"

"Oh really?" My mother sounded confused

"Yeah, she thinks it will be fun."

"Are you kidding Soph? You hate dances." My dad laughed

"I know but Angelina really wants to go, so I figure I'll be able to survive for one night."

"How are you going to get a dress to wear?" My mom asked

"I already got one from Scarlett." I answered

"Alright, I don't have a problem with you going, unless your father does."

We both looked at him.

"Well I never did have much luck with Degrassi dances. But I guess you might. I mean what could go wrong? It's not like someone is going to fake stab you." My dad said

"Well you would have to poison them first." My mom added

My parents smiled at each other. I was completely lost.

"So can I go or not?"

"Sure, you can." My dad said smiling at me.

And that was that, I was going to the Degrassi end of semester dance. Yay…

The next morning when I woke up, I hoped that everything about the dance had been a dream. But the red dress hanging on the back of my door proved it had actually happened. I got ready as usual, knowing that tonight would come all too soon.

Angelina and Scarlett both came to my house after school to get ready for the dance. Scarlett insisted that she do our hair and makeup. She did Angelina's first, then moved on to mine. Scarlett curled my hair, which didn't make much sense to me at the time because my hair was already naturally curly, but whatever. Then just like that we were ready to go.

When I walked into the kitchen to tell my parents I was ready to go, I wasn't expecting what I got. My parents looked up at me and I swear my mom's jaw dropped, but she quickly fixed herself.

"Honey you look so lovely." She said tearing up. Seriously my mother was crying.

"Thanks mom… Dad what do you think?" I asked

My dad was looking at me kind of weird, with this look I've never seen before. "You look beautiful Sophie." He said finally.

I smiled "Thanks. We're going to go now."

"Ok, sweetheart. Have a nice time." My mom said walking with me to the door. Angelina and Scarlett were waiting in Scarlett's car for me.

I started out, shutting the door behind me. When I got about halfway I heard the door open again.

"Sophie." I turned to see my dad standing in the doorway.

"Yeah?"
"Just be careful ok."

I smiled "I will dad, promise."

"Ok. Well then have a good time."

"I probably won't."

He smiled at me, and then closed the door.

AN: School started so I'll probably be writing less and less as the year gets going. I have something big planned for the dance and I can't wait to write it!