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Tyler knew that this was for one night only so he wanted it to be as special as possible. Jamie would have her own proms but he wanted this one to be memorable for her. Magical. He knew how much she’d like dressing up like a princess, like she was straight out of the ‘Enchanted’ album (Taylor and the iconic Amy Adams movie). He could swallow his feelings, he could forget about his laundry list of worries for tonight. They were going to have fun. A wide grin spread across his face when she giggled, feeling himself blush at her compliment and the not-so-subtle ‘Awww!’ from the audience. Despite everything, Tyler still felt at home with the McArthurs. It was his favourite place in the world. “Thank you,” he said, laughing as he glanced at the other room where the Belhaven women were hiding- “You’re right about that, not that I wouldn’t be ready for a photoshoot. I’ve been working on my poses.” He waggled his eyebrows comically before nodding his head a little. Alright, here we go. “Oh! Hold on, before we go-,” he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the corsage his mom had helped him pick (x). Tyler fiddled with the plastic covering before managing to get it open, offering a sheepish look as he reached out for her wrist, planning on tying it for her. He wound up taking her hand though, spinning her around with a nervous laugh but he was happy. He was excited for tonight. Who thought Tyler Manning would be going to prom? “Hope you’ve got your running shoes.”

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Jamie giggled again, trying to ignore the noises from her family. He was so perfect. “Good to know. We’ll have to hunt down the photographers at prom so that doesn’t go to waste.” A small gasp escaped her when Tyler presented her with the corsage. It matched her dress. Her eyes shifted to her mom and aunt as they peaked around the corner. Had they told him what she was wearing? Her grin widened as her eyes returned to Tyler then dropping to the corsage again. She lifted her hand towards him and tried her best not to squeal as he secured the roses to her wrist. “It’s beautiful, Tyler. Thank you.” She could have kissed him right there, but gosh, not in front of her mom. Thankfully, Tyler spun her around, fully making her feel like a princess, and at the end of the spin she pulled him into a hug. “Let’s go.” She laughed again, pulling him towards the door by the hand.

Nothing about what you just said sounds right at all, much less entirely ethical. So, I don’t know, sure thing, kid. Narc all you want at prom, I don’t give a fuck. Just say your my third cousin or something. And, uh, don’t say anything about the punch to anyone. Narc on kids your size or smaller, thanks.

No, listen. Before you say no, I-... Wait, what? Are you saying I can come with you to prom? Are you being serious right now? Oh my gosh! [ rushes to hug him ] Thank you so much! You won’t regret this! I owe you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

It was difficult to find a moment of peace in the McArthur household which was why she’d only creeped in to pick up some extra and clean things for Stella. As the best baby sis that she’d ever had, Harper was content to give Ethan the stink eye without hesitation should he catch her. After all, she didn’t make the rules and they weren’t talking right now. Stifling a sigh, Harper stuffed a sweater into her tote before becoming slightly distracted by her phone. Specifically, she was Googling ’what hell awaits in my first trimester of pregnancy’ which was why she hadn’t noticed Jamie come into the room and which was why she hadn’t locked the screen quick enough and instead had to yell-

“Look away! I’m-,” don’t say ‘porn’, don’t say 'porn’, “Doing stuff!” ( @mini-mcarthur )

Jamie hadn’t known Harper was coming over, so obviously it was a great surprise for her. Honestly, she was going crazy in this house; she loved her dad and her brothers, but she missed her mom. She missed Harper coming over all the time. She hadn’t intended on sneaking up behind her, but Jamie had always been very light-footed- even before her shifter abilities had triggered. “Whatcha doing?” Harper’s yelling immediately followed and Jamie screamed, jumping back from her stance at her shoulder. “You-... What?” Her laugh filled the room as her brain tried to process what just happened. “You’re being so suspicious. Are you-...? Were you looking at a pregnancy website?”

Why? Why would they stop Jane the Virgin there? I love a good cliffhanger, but come on! I have so many questions! Who is going to answer them!?

Has anyone seen- You know, girl, dark hair… Lots of emotions? Her name’s Stephanie if that helps. Can’t believe I lost track of her for like the 15th time.

This is the single most exhausting day of my life.

Oh, no really. I don’t want—

Aaand you’re gone. Guess this town doesn’t know how to toe the line between friendly and too friendly. Free drink but no flirtin’, where’s the fun in that?

Anyway. Do you want this?

Why, yes, Aunt Harper. I would absolutely love to have this alcohol.

Did everyone’s dog die or something? So damn touchy.

Everyone around here is always so weird, but it’s like today made everyone lose their minds. Maybe there’s something in the water supply.

Sometimes this town just goes through some things, but I wouldn’t worry about it. Everything always tends to go back to normal. Just, uh... maybe don’t spend any time with Chris Andrews, okay? He’s... weirder than most people, even on a good day and you don’t need that in your life. Besides the atmosphere, though, how are you today? You good? Having a good day? Me and Annie were baking cookies earlier if, you know, you’d maybe want any?

Why did I just get a call from the high school about my upcoming duties as a chaperone at prom? Am I still in some twisted nightmare?

You’re chaperoning the prom? Are you like... able to bring a chaperone date? Like another chaperone, but they’re your date and they can dress up and mingle as if it was their own prom? Because, if you can, you should totally bring me. I’d be a great chaperone date. I’m very responsible, I can help make sure people aren’t dancing too close to certain other people. I could do that. You won’t get this level of professionalism anywhere else, I’ll tell you that.

I don’t know if I’m smiling from sleep deprivation or for my business plans being finalized.

Oh my gosh, business plans? That’s so cool, Louis. I’m over here struggling to finish an English paper and you’re making new business plans?

If you’re not voting for Faye, I need you to line up. I just want to chat. One on one. I’d like to understand, that’s just the kind of patient soul I am.

I really doubt bullying’s the way to go about placing a crown on her head.

“If all thumbs are fingers, but not all fingers are thumbs, what does that make toes?”

“Dude... You are blowing my mind...”

Yeah, so it turns out making a filter for Snapchat was pretty easy, so I just had to do it. And love at how cute it is! Oh, have a cake pop. Please.

You made a filter? Oh my god, that’s so cool! How do I get it? I- Oh, I’d love one, thank you!