(Another installment of Prom. Bear with me, guys. There will be several Prom chapters. Prom is a long night. Also, I have always believed that the real triangle of this show is that both Maya and Lucas love Riley, with Riley being in the middle rather than Lucas being between the two girls. If it were on any other network besides Disney channel, they would be able to explore that.)

Maya's POV

I locked myself into a bathroom stall, where I could let out my tears. There weren't too many just a few sobs that I was holding in. I'm starting to think that Riley never got over her feelings for Lucas. Of course that doesn't mean she doesn't love me. I know she does. But the way he was looking at her made me think he still had feelings for her too. And how can I compete with Mr. Perfect? How could anyone?

I heard the door to the restroom open and someone walked in.

"Maya?" a familiar voice called out.

"In here." I answered, unlatching the door to my stall.

It was Haley. "I saw you watching them. I was watching them too."

"I know, I saw you too. But they sure didn't see us, did they?" I remarked with a hint of hostility.

"Are you okay?" Haley asked putting her hand on my shoulder.

"You see it too, right? I'm not crazy." I said.

"I see something, yeah." Haley admitted.

I sighed.

"Here's what I think," she started. "Riley and Lucas used to like each other, and they just got crowned Prom King and Queen and they're dancing their victory dance and for any couple that was actually a couple this would be a romantic moment. So they're having a moment and it's stirring up some old feelings. But that's what they are Maya: old feelings," she said.

"Don't stirred up old feelings feel just like current feelings?" I asked her.

"Yeah, but as soon as you stop stirring them up, they sink right back down to where they belong." Haley said.

She took me by the hand and lead me out of the stall.

"I don't know. Everything happens for a reason right? Maybe the universe is stirring them up for a reason." I supposed.

"What reason is that?" Haley asked.

"Maybe the universe wants me to break up with her." Just saying it out loud made my heart sink. I hated the words as soon as they left my mouth.

"Maya, Why would you do that? Riley adores you." Haley said.

"What if she adores him more?" I asked.

"There's no way that's true." Haley said.

"You saw how they were looking at each other." I argued.

"Yeah, and I saw the way her eyes lit up when she talked about you." Haley said.

"She talks to you about me?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah, when I ran into her while she was prom shopping." Haley said.

"Wait, you were with Riley and Lucas while they were shopping?" I asked her.

"Yeah, for a little while."

"Did anything happen between them?" I asked.

"I doubt it. Riley encouraged me to ask Lucas to prom. She literally pushed me out of the fitting room stall in his direction," Haley explained.

Well, that sounds like classic Riley. Push a girl who she thinks likes a guy in that guy's direction. She did that to me twice. First with Josh. Then with Lucas. Now she pushed Haley onto Lucas. I wonder why she does that. Although I guess I know, because I did the same thing to her when I pushed her into his lap on the subway.

"Why would she do that for me if she wanted Lucas for herself?" Haley rationalized the situation.

Hey, Riley pushed me towards Lucas too, Haley. But that doesn't mean she didn't want him for herself. But I couldn't tell her that. I don't want to crush her hope for her and Lucas.

"I have an idea." Haley announced.

"I sure hope it's better than my idea." I said, because breaking up with Riley is not something I'm emotionally prepared to do.

"Right now they're just dancing and talking and getting some old feelings stirred up, but they can't take it any further than that if we keep them apart."

Well, well, Haley. I didn't take you for a schemer.

"Let's work together," she proposed. "After this song is over, you keep Riley away from Lucas, and I keep Lucas away from Riley."

She extended her to shake on it. "Deal?"

I shook her hand. "Sounds like a good plan to me." I agreed.

"Good," She grabbed a paper towel. "Now you can stop crying because your eye makeup is goals and I'm not gonna let these tears ruin it," she said as she gently

dabbed around my eyes, carefully so not to smudge anything. I smiled at her kindness.

"Thank you, Haley." I said.

"No problem."

I hugged her. "You're a good friend."

"I try," she said.