The Middle Season 3
S3 E1: Forced Family Fun
The summer had been good to Axl. He got a lifeguard job. His girlfriend came out to him as bisexual and wanted to explore with him. They had the perfect setup. She would come to the pool in a bikini and anytime a hot girl starred with longing a whistle would be blown. Axl waves them over and flirts with them a little. If they seemed into Axl, when they came back to the pool, Lee would make her move. She flirted, befriended them, and invited them over to her house. When the timing was right, she would shoot her boyfriend a text and he would sneak into her room.
Lee came back into her room after walking a girl out. Axl was waiting in bed for her. "You were extra active tonight. Was it her tongue ring? Should I get one?" She crawled into bed to lay next to him.
"No, it wasn't her tongue ring. I have something to tell you. My parents want to go camping this weekend, so this will be the last time before next summer." Axl had come up with the rule that threesomes were only for summers. Girls would come from the surrounding city to the pool, so it was perfect for flings. He had a firm rule of only girls they wouldn't see again.
"Oh, why didn't you tell me? I would have done more." She whines.
"You tried out a strap on and you ate her out twice." He put up two fingers.
"Well, I had to prepare her for you and then I wanted to eat your creampie out of her." She reasoned.
"You're so filthy, I love you." He grabs her chin to pull her into a kiss.
S3 E7: Halloween II
"Are you serious, Axl? You're not going to the party." Lee paces in front of the couch in the manga room. He was sitting next to Brick who was reading a manga.
"No. I didn't want to go last year either but I couldn't find the haunted house. I made plans with the guys. I didn't even get a costume." He crossed his arms.
"You didn't get your costume. We decided on this in August." Her jaw dropped.
"First, I don't wear costumes anymore. Second, you know I'm not going to remember that far back. Third, I told you any promises I make during pillow talk don't count." Axl counted on his fingers.
"I have to decide in August because my grandma makes my costume. I have brought it up a bunch of times since then. You never said anything about not doing it. Brick, tell him he should have known." She crossed her arms.
"You were here last Tuesday for the final fitting." Brick reminds him.
"I thought that dress was for a funeral." He told them what he thought the black dress was for.
"You thought I would show cleavage at a funeral." She gasps.
"I don't see the big deal, you can still be Morticia without me." He didn't know why she thought he was dressing up with her. He didn't last year.
"Morticia without Gomez is Elvira." She knew no one would get her costume right.
"So, be Elvira." He waves to say the problem is solved.
"That's more cleavage and a different wig. I have to talk to my grandma." She walks out of the room to find her.
"She's always freaking out over nothing." Axl rolls his eyes. Brick sides eyes him, wondering how he kept her.
"Thank you again for coming with me." Sue looked through the clothing rack.
"It's no problem, Sue. I had to go to the mall to exchange my wig anyway." Axl was lucky that she was able to find a black beehive wig.
"Oh, what about this one?" She held up a shirt that said I believe I can fly under a hippo with wings on it. "It's so inspirational."
"Sue, dressing more grown up means no T-shirts with phrases on them." She took the shirt to put it back on the rack. "How about this one?" She held up a purple top that had the shoulders cut out.
"You sit at the popular table, so you know best." She took the shirt into the dressing room.
"I love it." Lee smiles when she comes out.
"Really?" She looks down at it. "You don't think it's too sexy?"
"No, it's perfect. There is no cleavage. It is fitted but not skin-tight. With the right necklace, it'll bring attention to your chest." She thought of accessories.
"And I want that?" She raised an eyebrow.
"If you don't want to be used as a table then yes." She nods.
"I want that." She went back into the fitting room.
"We should get some black tights to go with it." Lee thought of the rest of the outfit.
"I thought you weren't going to dress up." She leans against Axl's door frame. Darrin, Axl, and Sean were dressed up as superheroes.
"Woah," Axl's jaw dropped. "You look good."
"Yup, so am I still going to the party by myself?" She sticks out her chest, not that it needs anything else to draw attention to it.
"We'll go to the party after our candy heist." Axl looks at the guys. Sean nodded in agreement.
"I thought we were going to do some pranks." Darrin wanted to do his idea.
"Darrin." He hissed at his friend before turning to his girlfriend. "I'll be there."
"Okay, get me some Reese." She kissed him before leaving to go to the party.
"She looks good from behind too," Darrin observed.
"Darrin." Axl hissed.
"Don't check out your friend's girl." Sean thought about how he was doing that too. "At least not out loud."
"Let's get going before I lose my best friends." Axl leads them out of the house.
S3 E8: Heck's Best Thing
"How was the interview?" Lee ran into her boyfriend's house past his parents to see him on the couch. "Wow, you texted me five minutes ago that your interview was over and you're already in your underwear."
"You know it takes me less than a minute to undress." He winks. He had a dip platter on his lap.
"Tell me about the interview." She sat next to him.
"I killed it." He smirks. "I think the sweater you picked sold it. And I was able to use a few SAT words." He fed her a chip with dip. She had to control her facial muscles to stop from showing she was disgusted.
"Lee, can I ask how Axl is at your house?" Frankie asks.
"He's the best. My Grandma and her knitting group think he's the perfect gentleman. He never lets her carry anything heavy. He comes on laundry day to carry the basket for her. Anytime he has dinner at our house, he pulls out our chairs and helps me wash the dishes. Before he leaves he always changes the jug on the water dispenser and takes out the trash." She listed the things he did.
"What? You're doing chores around other people's houses. You won't even take dishes to the sink here." Mike was amazed that Axl could be helpful without being asked a thousand times first.
"You know every time, Nancy Donahue says Axl's so polite at our house I assume she was lying to spare my feelings. And once your English teacher wrote a pleasure to have in class on the back of your report card. I thought it was a typo. But, you are a pleasure, aren't you?" Frankie leaned forward with her accusation.
"Okay, liking the words, but confused by the bulging neck veins." He points to his neck with a chip.
"They're bulging because I'm wondering how you can be all charming and Colin Firth-y with this guy, Nancy Donahue, Donna Cole, and god knows who else. How come you never bring your best for us, huh?" She pokes her chest.
"Oh, like you bring your best for us." Axl let out a sarcastic laugh.
"What? I bring my best. I bring my best 24/7." She pokes herself in her chest.
"Yeah, right, I don't see you bringing me dip and lemonade. It's always, "I'm too tired, make your own lunch." He imitates her voice. "Well, the color of the pot is black, vis-a-vis the kettle."
"We're not talking about me. We're talking about you. Ew, you were so amazing tonight. I can't even look at you." She stomps out of the room.
"I know. Nice job." Mike follows her out.
"Can you believe them?" Axl tried to feed her another chip but she grabbed his wrist to push it back to him.
"I agree with you. It is natural to behave better in front of other people." She eats chips with no dip. "I remember the first time I went to a friend's house my grandma went through a long list of manners. She said at home you can be yourself but outside of here you better act right. You are a reflection of the family."
"She should be happy, I'm representing my family well." He was making her look like a great mom.
S3 E10: Thanksgiving III
Lee never regretted a decision as much as she did this one. She had gone with Axl to his grandparents to celebrate Thanksgiving with him. She was miserable. His grandpa told the most long boring stories. His Auntie Janet was judgmental and her daughter, Lucy was bratty. She screamed when Lee told her not to touch her makeup. She had to go back and forth with the mom about it. It was MAC and Lee wasn't going to let some four-year-old waste it. The worst was that there was no cable, so Axl was whining about missing the games.
Axl and Mike were leaving for the store constantly. Lee was left with Grandpa Tag telling her about his health issues. She jumped up when the door opened. "Did you guys get the butter?"
"They were out," Mike told them.
"Out? I buy 12 sticks a week there. Come on, I'll come with you and show you where they are." Tag grabs his jacket.
"I'm coming too." Lee would not be left here. Tag was the best company. Frankie and Janet were fighting. Grandma Pat was staying out of it while at the same time fueling it. Sue was talking about how adult she was. Lucy was crying over her broken bear. Brick was trying to prove he didn't break the bear. She wished she stayed home. The worst that happened there was her grandma trying to teach her to make food so she could carry on the family recipes, then crying about one day not being able to cook for them.
"Hey Guys," Brick blocks the door with a notepad. "Where's the fire?"
"We're going to the store to get butter," Mike told him.
"Interest." He wrote in his notepad. Lee took the time to put on her coat, mittens, and scarf, and grab her purse. "Now, is there a reason it takes four adults to purchase a dairy product?"
"It would only take one adult to stuff you in a snowbank." Axl put on a trapper hat.
"Okay… don't leave town." He moves out of the way. Lee was thankful because she was about to push him when she heard Lucy call her name.
Mike parked in front of the convenience store. "Axl, go get the butter."
"Why can't you do it?" Axl whines.
"Because I don't want to." He leaned back in his seat.
"Hey guys, what gives?" Tag noticed they were snippy with each other the whole ride there.
"He doesn't want to go in there because he got shot down trying to pick up the hot cashier," Axl spoke of his humiliation.
"No, I was trying to teach him to talk to girls because he was embarrassing himself. If I was her age, she would have been into me. She was only grossed out because I was older." He reasoned.
"Axl, Axl, Axl." Tag leaned between the seats to tap his shoulder. "Listen, if you want tips on the ladies you should have come to the old Tag-eroo. Here's what you do first: you win over her father, then you buy her a rose every day for two weeks. Trust me, you'll be holding hands in six months."
"I can get girls. I have a girl. Lee makes a noise back there, people are forgetting you exist." He calls his girlfriend of three years.
"Go in and let your grandpa show you." She was highly amused.
"Good idea." Tag pops out.
"What are you going to do?" He noticed her taking things out of her purse.
"I'm going to do my makeup, you can go in first." She sat in the middle to use the review mirror.
"What? We are going in and out. You don't need to do your makeup for a five-minute stop." Axl was confused.
"Axl, let the girl do her thing. It's not like you would be able to get another if she leaves." Mike got out of the car.
"I swear to god." Axl hissed while getting out.
Lee finishes her makeup and then walks into the store. She saw Tag with a snickering Axl and Mike. She made a slushie and grabbed a stick of butter. "Hi… oh I love your makeup." The cashier looked at Lee's full face.
"Thanks, but your makeup takes more talent. Full glam is easy but looking natural is hard." She meant that.
"Thank you." She smiles.
"I look ridiculous wearing this much makeup anyway but I'm so bored at my grandparents' house. This is my third look. I jump when someone says they need butter." She puts it on the counter.
"Well, if you're still in town tomorrow I have the day off." She suggested.
"Yeah, what do you want to do?" She smiles.
"I don't know, but it'll get you out of the house." She wrote her number on a piece of paper and slid it to Lee.
"That's true." She gave her some money. "Keep the change, consider it a thank you for saving me." She winks at her before walking out.
The men watch in amazement at the blushing cashier. They trailed out, looking creepy to the cashier for not buying anything. Mike started up the car and they rode in silence. "So, none of us got with her because she doesn't like guys." Axl let them all off the hook.
"Yeah, that's got it be it." Tag and Mike agree. Lee rolled her eyes.
S3 E11: A Christmas Gift
Lee got out of her dad's car. "Hey." She waves to Axl. He was working at a Christmas Tree farm for extra money.
"Hey Lee," He gave her a peck. "Hello, Mrs. Cole and Mr. Cole." He nods to the adults.
"Don't say it like that. Sounds like we're married." Tom shook his head in disgust.
"I would be offended but, I'm just as disgusted by the thought." Donna gags.
"Why don't you guys go look at the trees?" Lee waves in the direction of the Christmas forest.
"Alright, we'll leave you with your boyfriend." Tom sings about young love.
"We'll come get you so you can have the commission, Axl," Donna promised before they went to look around.
"How has it been?" She put her hands in her jacket pockets.
"Great, I sold the most trees out of everyone." He brags.
"Hey Bro." Bob came over and smacked his back. "Hey, Bro's chick." He winks at her.
"Hey, Bob." She smiles at the odd man.
"Hey, Bob." Axl smiles. "When you see a bro with his ladies, you don't interrupt them."
"Oh, so many sick lessons today." He gave a half-head nod that was similar to the one Axl gave to his friends. He walks away backward while shooting finger guns at them.
"Is he changing his identity from being his mom's friend to being your friend?" She laughs.
"I'm hoping it's only while we're working together." He sighs. Bob hadn't made any money today because he was shadowing Axl. "I called him bro once and he's been sticking to me since."
"Well, maybe you'll think before calling every guy your bro. I mean it is a serious term of endearment." She teases.
"Hahaha… well you are bro's chick so…" He stuck his tongue out.
"I'm used to it, there are some people who still call me Axl's girl." She shrugged.
"Really… that's hot." He smiles at the school knowing she is his.
Lee was at Heck's Christmas party in a red spaghetti strap dress, white cardigan, and red-heeled boots. Axl used his hand to push his nose up. "That would be incorrect." He imitated their teacher.
Lee laughs along with some of their friends. "That's good."
"Do Porky the Pig next?" Darrin begs.
"Hey!" Bob ran to them. "Hey Bro, what are we laughing about?"
"Nothing, Bob. Just a teacher we have." He points between them.
"So, I don't know what my bro here told you guys about me, but it's all true. I'm a troublemaker. Look, I can fit a whole candy cane in my mouth." He took one out of his pockets and shoved it sideways into his mouth.
"That's more of an impressive trick for a girl," Sean told the man.
Bob's eyes went wide in panic that he had made the wrong move making him inhale and have a coughing fit. "Jeez, is he going to be okay?" Lee watches him struggle to take the candy cane out of his mouth.
"Don't look at him." Axl puts a hand on her lower back to push her towards the hallway. "Let's go in my room, I can't take him anymore."
"I thought the great Ax man would be used to people admiring him." She mockingly said his nickname.
"Teens, people my age. An old guy doing it is just weird." Axl scoffs. "Let's stop talking about him. I have a surprise for you. It starts with an M and ends with a toe."
"Oh, so exciting." She grabbed onto his arm. She let out a scream when Bob jumped in front of them.
"Hey, where are you going, bro? I turned around and you were gone. I'm going to have to put a bell on you." He laughs.
"Hold on." He put a finger up to Lee before grabbing Bob and pulling him away. "Dude, we are not bros okay? I'm 17 and you're like 40. Stop acting like a loser and talk to someone your age." He waves to the room that is filled with his peers.
"That's what I was going to do." He held back his tears. "You just confirmed what I was already going to do." He ran into the wall while walking backward. In embarrassment, he ran away.
Axl walks to Lee. "Is he okay?"
"He's fine. I did it for his good. He needs to make friends his age." He turned her around to continue down the hall.
"Sue's room?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Brick's in our room reading and Sue not leaving a party." He sits on the bed and pats the spot next to him. "You look good. Such a California girl though, it's your third winter and you didn't think to wear tights."
She took the seat. "I thought about it. I already shaved. I figured I would go from my house to the car to your house so I wouldn't be in the elements for long." She grabbed his hand to put it on her smooth legs.
"I appreciate the effort." He leans to kiss.
She pulled back. "Where is the mistletoe?" She looked up for what he promised her.
"We never need that." He grabs the back of her neck to force her into a kiss.
Lee scraps his scalp the way he likes making him grip her hips. He opened his eyes to see if he could push her on her back without her head smacking into anything. He groaned in her mouth when he saw Bob outside punching a snowman. She pulled back because it sounded of aggravation and not lust. She looks out the window. "Doesn't that have boulders in it?"
"Yeah." He sighs.
"Go!" She pushed his shoulders. "You take care of him and I'll take care of myself here."
"Lee! Don't make this harder than it has to be." He pouts.
"I'm joking. Now, go and get him before he hurts himself. I'll meet you at the party." She got off the bed to straighten out her dress. Axl ran out to help Bob.
S3 E12: Year of Hecks
Lee was in Axl and Brick's room. For the New Year, they gave each other revolutions and Axl was to clean his room. "I always wanted to organize this place." Lee was throwing a take-out container away. "This place is filthy. I can't believe I fooled around in here."
"It's my charm." Axl was lying on his bed flipping through a magazine.
"Axl!" She yelled.
"What, I'm deciding if I want this." He defends.
"You don't." She snatched the video game magazine from him. "This is from two years ago. You've already played these games." She threw it in the garbage bag. "Most of this stuff is from years ago. You don't care about keeping any of it. This is your laziness." She went over to the dart board, or that's what she assumed it was because of the darts attaching flyers, post-its, and papers to it. She begins to unpin them to throw them away. "I don't understand how a guy willing to run back and forth on a field all day, is too lazy to walk to the kitchen to put a dish in the sink or just to the corner of his room to throw a paper away. I mean this paper is from the fifth grade. This is three years before I even met you. We have been together for three years. That's six years, Axl." She shoved the paper in his face.
"Oh my god." He grabbed it with a large smile.
"What?" She never saw him happy to see schoolwork.
"I'm owed a cookie." He ran to the kitchen. "Bam! You owe me a giant cookie." He held the paper up.
Lee grabs a soda from the fridge. "What are you talking about?" Frank and Mike were loading the dishwasher.
"Whenever we'd pass by Mrs. Gooch's in the mall, I'd ask for a giant cookie and you'd always say, if you get an A on a report card we'll get you a cookie. Well, in fifth grade I was one paper away from getting an A, this paper. If I turned it in, I would have gotten an A. I want my cookie." He put it on the kitchen counter.
"But, you didn't turn it in." Frankie points out.
"I'm just saying this is the hardest thing I've worked on. This is the best thing I ever wrote." He waves it in the air.
"Firetrucks and why they're awesome." Mike reads the title of the paper.
"Damn straight. I did it. I earned an A. I earned a cookie." He points at it.
"But, you didn't get an A on your report card, you got a B." Frankie didn't see what he wasn't getting.
"But, if I turned it in, I would have gotten an A." He argues.
"And you would have gotten a cookie." Miek laughs at his ridiculousness.
"You know what firetrucks are awesome because when they promise to put out a fire they do it. So unless the next words out of your mouth is here is a giant cookie Axl. This conversation is over." He snatched the paper to stomp to his room.
"I already filled up one trash bag and I'm not a fourth through the room." She updates.
"Lee, you don't have to help him." Mike knew why the progress was happening.
"Yeah, it's his revolution, not yours." Frankie felt bad for her.
"It's fine. I'm having fun." She walks to the room leaving the older couple confused. She saw her pouting boyfriend lying face down on the bed. "Axl, you have two jobs, buy your own cookie."
"That is not the point. They owe it to me. I earned it." He points at his chest.
She grabs the paper to look it over. "I don't know if you would have gotten an A. I mean your grammar is terrible in that paper. You don't indent any of the paragraphs. You have a sentence that runs five lines long."
"Now this is twice as personal. I'm going to prove it to all of you." He puts on his jacket.
"Wait! Do I have permission to throw away things from before high school or that I don't like." She figures she gets more done with him gone.
"Yes to the first, no to the second." He wrapped a scarf around his neck and took the paper from her.
"I got an A… woah." His jaw dropped as he looked around his room. He could see the dartboard, and top of the dresser, and nothing was on his bed.
"You think that's impressive, look." She opens up his closet. His nice clothes were hung up and a shoe rack was on the bottom.
"Did you clean my sneakers? I don't think they were this white when I got them." He picked up the white Nikes that his grandma got him.
"I filled up ten trash bags and five boxes of donations." She wipes the sweat from her brow. " I feel so satisfied. My body got those tiny tingles like from…"
"I can make it tingle more as a thank you." He wraps his arms around her waist.
"Axl. We have to get Brick, come on Axl. I left him at work." Frankie screams from the living room.
"My body's sore already." She pecks his lips. She went home while he got into the family car.
S3 E12: The Map
"Axl!" Lee ran into Heck's house in tears into Axl's arms.
"What's wrong?" He rubs her back.
"I'm getting a B in my home economics class." She buries her face into his chest.
"A B still good, babe." He would be happy with that.
"I have a 5.0 GPA and this is going to bring it down." She wipes her tears.
"Well, what happened? I thought you were doing good." He decided to care since she saw it as a problem.
"I'm good at sewing, and budgeting, and the baby didn't even take me down but cooking is so hard." She took deep breaths between every couple of words. "I'm not good at putting love into it."
"But, you're good at science. Cook is just science." Brick reminds them he was there.
"It is?" She tilts her head.
"Yeah, maybe if you look at it from that perspective inside of the motherly love then you would be good at it." Brick knew she was trying to do it like your grandma who had years of experience so she didn't need to measure.
Axl was looking through his backpack. "Here is the syllabus for Home Eco. Look in the back for the extra credit. Oh, look at that carved cake and Brick needs to do an edible shape of Indiana. Two birds with one stone. We got to do it at your house because we ate everything here." Lee notices the empty box of brownie mix, pancake mix, and pizza.
"Oh, it's beautiful." Lee smiles at the chocolate cake with strawberry buttercream and lemon curd. They had symbols to represent the landmarks like a racecar for the Indian 500 in Speedway. A cow to represent Orson. A blue buttercream showcased the Wabash River.
"So, how are we going to do this?" She looks at Axl.
"We'll swing by Brick's class first because taste doesn't matter then we'll take it to ours." Axl's wit worked in overdrive when taking the easy way out.
"I got to double-check about that." Brick took out the paper with his assignment on it from his pocket. "Oh…"
"Oh, what tastes matter?" Axl thought that would put a bump in his plan.
"No, but I was supposed to make Texas." He got the paper rips out of his hands.
"Brick, what the hell?" He yelled.
"Now you know why mom gets so frustrated with me." He hangs his head.
"It's not a big deal, we have enough ingredients to make another." Lee waves at the ingredients that are still on the counter.
"But, I'm full and tired." Brick pouts.
"You helped me, so I'll help you. I'll make the batter and put it in the oven. You'll have an hour's break. We'll make the buttercream and curd while it cools down." She pushed him to do it.
"Okay, instead of a curd can we crumble cookies in it and can we do a vanilla buttercream?" He looks eager again.
"Sure," She thought that would be less work.
"I can't wait to eat it tomorrow in class." He hugs her.
"Aw." She hugs him tight. Axl rolled his eyes to hide the warmth he was feeling.
S3 E21: The Clover
Darrin, Sean, and Axl were sitting on the curve in front of his house. "What about Tina Rafferty? Does she have a date?" Darrin thought of someone he wouldn't mind going with.
"Going with Brian Dalton." Sean scoffs.
"The girl with the extra finger who sits in the back of American History?" He thought of a girl he didn't think would have a date yet.
"Skater guy with the faux-hawk asked her." Sean pulled out a weed.
"Would you guys shut up about stupid prom?" Axl was tired of hearing about it.
"Say the guys that have two dates?" Sean mocks him.
"Hey!" He looks around before leaning in to whisper. "Shut up about that. Weird Ashley is not a date. She's a witch and tricked me into saying yes with her freaky mind powers." When Axl was driving Sue around to find her jacket, he had to take her to Ashley's house. He wasn't listening to her talk and was yeahing when she stopped talking and he ended up saying yes to going to prom with her.
"Hey guys!" Axl jumped to his feet when he realized his girlfriend was behind him. "You look scared, Axl."
"Well… you appeared out of nowhere." He let out a nervous laugh.
"Huh, I did…. Well, I just came to tell you to get a purple corsage." She put on a fake smile.
"So, you picked a purple dress." He nods.
"No, I'm wearing blue, but your date Ashley picked out a purple dress." Her keeping the charming tone was making it scary.
"Should we leave them alone?" Darrin whispers to Sean.
"Considering him not caring about our problem, I say we watch." Sean figured they were arguing on the front lawn anyway.
"Shit." Axl curses.
"Shit… that's what you have to say to me. Fuck you, Axl. Do you know how humiliating it is to be prom dress shopping with my friends and a girl in a cloak comes up to me to tell me that my boyfriend is taking her to prom." She screamed so loud, the neighbors were coming out of their houses.
"Remember when I had to take Sue around for her jacket? I had to go to Ashley's house. She was talking nonstop and I wasn't listening. I just knew she wanted me to agree to something. I did it so she would go away. Next thing I know she is screaming to her mom that I'm taking her to prom." He explains.
"That's great for you two. I'm sure the prom pictures will look amazing. I wish I would have known sooner so I could find my prom date." She crosses her arms.
"I'll take you." Darrin's mouth got covered by Sean.
"You don't have to find a date. I'm taking you to prom. I want to take you to prom. I'm going to get a blue corsage." He didn't want to go with someone else. He really didn't want her to go with someone else.
"I'm not sharing a prom date." She hissed.
"You won't. I'm going to take care of this. I swore." He was planning on dumping Ashley behind her back anyway.
"You better, Axl. Or I'll call the rival quarterback and take him to prom." She left the threat lingering in the air.
"Darrin, do you want to take Ashley to the prom?" He looks at his friend in a panic.
"I don't want a girl who is crazy about you." He shook his head.
"You were going to take Lee." He points at her, although she isn't pleased with him at the moment.
"Yeah, but she likes to dance. That's all I want to do anyway." He stood up.
"You're not going to dance now, are you?" Sean looks at the neighbors who are going back into their houses.
"No, I have to whizz… sorry, I mean go to the bathroom." He nods to Lee as an apology before going inside.
"You never said sorry." She looked at Axl when she realized that.
"I'm sorry, I got cursed by a witch." He scoffs.
"I'm starting to think Cassidy is right about you." She glares at him. Her eyes softened when she looked at Sean. "Emily Anderson was there and she doesn't have a date, so I told her you were thinking about asking her. She is expecting it tomorrow."
"Good looking out." Sean got up to give her a bro hug. "Emily is a total hottie."
"Now, we just have to find a date for Darrin." Axl looks back at his friend coming out of the house.
"I got a date." He puffs his chest out in pride.
"Yeah, right. What'd you do? Ask someone you met on the way to the bathroom?" Axl points at his house.
"Darrin." Sue opens her window, holding a scarf. "Do you like this color? I was thinking of magenta for a dress if you want to coordinate. I'm just a frosh and I'm going to prom." Sean laughed hard while Axl looked ready to strangle Darrin.
"Sue, honey, you wear whatever you want and tell the guy so he can match you." Lee went inside the house to talk to her.
"I dumped Ashley." He sat across from her at the popular table at the cafe.
"No, you didn't. I knew you wouldn't. You were planning on telling me you did then just standing her up." She knew him well.
"We're not going together. You can ask her." He points towards the nerd table.
"No, she dumped you because I pushed Fred Fredman to ask her." She corrects him.
"You are so smart." Darrin was amazed by her manipulation.
"Why have you been torturing me if you were going to take care of it?" Axl tilts his head.
"Because I'm mad at you. But, I don't want to go to prom with someone else." She kissed his cheek.
"My god, they're going to hurt someone." Axl groans watching Sue and Darrin dance like no one was watching.
"They're cute together." Lee thought they were having the most fun in the room.
"Don't say that." He looks at the ceiling. "Let's go back to dancing so I don't have to watch them." They had stopped to drink punch.
"When I get back, I have to go to the bathroom." She promised.
"I'll wait in the hall for you." Axl had to get away from the eyesore.
While she was in the stall, a girl came in sobbing. Lee flushed the toilet and went out to wash her hands. "Ashley? What's wrong?" She grabs a paper towel to dry her hands off when she recognizes the purple cloak and curly hair.
"Fred dumped me. He said he didn't want to ask me to prom but some girl pushed him to." She throws herself at Lee and sobs into her shoulder.
Lee rubs her back. "Look, how about I fix your makeup and you can spend prom with me… us."
"With Axl?" She looks up at her with raccoon eyes.
"You can even have a slow dance." She grabbed a paper towel to clean her face.
"What about pictures?" She pouts.
"Sure." She felt bad that she caused this pain. "Come on. I got some makeup in my locker." They walk out to see Axl waiting across the hall. He saw the crying girl and let out a sigh. He opens his arm to comfort the witch.