-" Girls! We're going to be late if we don't leave soon!"

-"Just a minute Dad!"

-"Jeez Mr. M, can't you be a little patient?"

"How long does it take to get ready for an eight grade dance anyway?" mumbled Cory. Maya and Riley had been locked up in her room for over an hour, getting ready for their junior high Homecoming dance. After hours and hours of discussion, Cory had finally given his daughter and her best friend permission to attend. The two girls, along with Topanga, had spent the previous weekend shopping for the perfects outfit;

-"Sweetie, would you relax?" said Topanga, who was coloring with Auggie in the kitchen, "There is plenty of time. Plus the boys aren't here yet."

-Oh ok then..wait..WHAT?! Boys? What boys? We never talked about boys! We never agreed on boys! There shouldn't be boys! Which boys?"

Just then the intercom rang, "I am Farkle !" " and Lucas!"

-"Those boys" smirked Auggie

-"Come on Mr. M, did you really think Riles and I would show up to Homecoming without dates?" said Maya as she and Riley walked down the stairs. As soon as he saw them Cory did a double take and stared at them in utter shock. His only daughter Riley, his baby girl, was dressed in a sparkling lavender dress with thin straps that tied behind her neck, small white heels, a white clutch and silver jewelry. Her long, hair that was curled and full makeup completed her look. Maya on the other hand was wearing a off the shoulder red dress, black heels and jewelry , matching handbag and darker makeup. Cory remembered how the girls used to dress up in princess costumes and run around the house. Now they looked like real little women, stunning at that. And Cory couldn't be more proud, even as he wondered where the little baby girls had gone and been replaced by lovely ladies.

Just then a loud wolf whistle was heard. Everyone turned around to reveal a whistling Farkle and a wide-eyed Lucas. The two boys stood there, in awe at the sight of the girls they…well..loved. They still didn't believe they had had the courage to ask them out.

-Flashback-

-"Lucas? Lucas! LUCAS!" Farkle shook his friend

-"What?" he replied

-" You've been staring at her for ever, just man up and go talk to her already!"

Lucas blushed. He couldn't argue with the fact that he had been staring, and thinking about for that matter, at Riley for the entire period. Although he had been here for only a little over a year, he had grown to appreciate, like, and eventually fall in love with her. As they now entered eight grade, he had promised himself that he would make as so that by the end of the year, Riley Matthews would be his girlfriend, his significant, his one and only. Only problem was that he was extremely shy and scared of rejection…and her father.

-Later that day, still in Flashback-

-"Hey Riley wait up!"

Riley's heart did a summersault as she recognized the voice of her good friend, and huge crush, Lucas. She turned around and prayed that her cheeks wouldn't be as red as the sweater she was wearing.

-"I've got to say you are pretty fast for a city chick!" joked Lucas. Riley laughed and playfully punched him in the arm. A somewhat uncomfortable silence settled in

"Come on, say something!" she though

-"So…hum…you know Homecoming is coming up…" he started

"Keep going, keep going…"

-"And I was wondering if maybe…"

"Keep going, keep going…"

-"But you don't have to say yes or anything if you don't want to…"

"No No No don't go there! Back up back up!"

-"But um…yeah…do you maybe want to go with me, as you know, my date?"

"YES, YES, YES, OMG YES, FINALLY!"

-" Hum…yeah sure. Pick me up at seven?"

-"Cool! See you around city girl!"

"Oh my gosh she actually said yes!"

-End of Flashback-

Farkle, on the other hand, had pretty much harassed Maya until she gave up and accepted his invitation. Now all four of them were all dressed up, smiling and ready to have a blast together. But Lucas's smile altered as his gaze shifted from a smiling Riley to her a much less satisfied father.

-"Girls, you wouldn't mind if I had a little chat with your um…dates…right?"