Ours- Yandere!Logicality, Book 3 (Sanders Sides)

= CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE - Maybe I'll Be Okay. (JOE) =

:March 29th, XX47; Saturday.

:CONCLUSION.

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For Joe, time that had passed between February first and the current date was... surprisingly smooth.

It had been a bit under two months- and yes, nothing much had changed. His three ghost uncles still came over every once and a while to hang out, and they grew closer to Joe's parents, and that was just how it was. Joe and Sage were also a bit better friends than they had been, which was nice.

On the other hand, regarding Oliver... with the help of his parents and Emile, Joe hadn't had a thought to hurt him in a good while. He was still very much hung up over him and wished they could date again, but it wasn't something that was likely to happen so he was very slowly coming to terms with that.

...Very slowly. It seemed that when you asked someone to prom and you broke up before prom actually came it just didn't go over well... especially when you still planned on going to said prom. And that prom was today. Joe had no idea if Oliver was going to be there, and he just hoped they'd come across each other somehow so Joe could apologize one last time- sure, they passed each other in the halls sometimes, but that just wasn't a good place to apologize for stabbing someone.

"You should be wearing a dress to this thing."

At the moment, Remy was helping Joe get ready so his parents could drive him over. Joe smiled sheepishly at the remark, looking himself up and down in the mirror, wearing a periwinkle-colored suit.

"That would require a lot of mental preparation, I'm not doing that right now. Maybe someday."

"Ugh. You kids and your fuckin'... whatever."

"Besides, I look pretty okay in a suit, right?"

Remy smirked a bit to himself, and he walked over to the mirror, standing next to Joe, though the mirror only reflected the latter. "You look good enough for a Junior year prom."

"Is that supposed to be an insult?"

"Take it how you will," he flattened out his nibling's shoulders a bit. "Now get downstairs before you're late to this thing."

"Right. Thank you."

"Anytime."

Joe walked out of his room and down the stairs, his uncle following behind him, just to see his father on the couch and his dad in the kitchen, talking to Emile. The former looked over at Joe as he descended and grinned.

"Awwe, you look so great!" He said, walking over to him. Joe smiled a bit himself, picking at his tie.

"Thanks, dad."

"You do look good. Are we ready to go, then?" His father stood up off the couch.

"Have fun, Joe!" Emile smiled over at him.

"You need anyone to go with you, kid?" Remy asked.

"Uh... no, I think I'll be fine. At worst I can always just hide out in the bathroom if I'm bored, but I can always just chill with Sage or something."

"Text someone if you need anything, then."

Joe smiled a bit at them all, and nodded, before making his way to the front door, followed by his parents. The three got into the car together, and it was only a short ride that got them to Joe's school, where he wished them goodbye and semi-nervously made his way to the school gymnasium.

It was decorated as it had been in previous years- random balloons and streamers and other party decorations hung up all around, plus a DJ near the front and lots of lights shining in the middle of the room where students were already dancing. Joe handed his admission ticket to someone standing at the door, and he stood and watched the scene for a bit, nothing much else to do.