Miles confronts Janice

He pushes the door open.

Janice scrambles to pull the sheet up. Jake sits up on the bed, completely unbothered, which somehow makes it worse.

Miles looks at Janice. Just looks at her for a moment.

Miles: seriously?

Janice: Don't.

Miles: Don't what.

Janice: Don't stand there acting all innocent like you haven't been sneaking around with Aria all night. Yeah. I know. Doesn't take a genius to figure out how much she's been gloating around the party even though you came here with me.

Miles: that's completely different. Hanging out with Aria is one thing. Fucking someone else on prom night is another.

Janice raises an eyebrow.

Janice: Is it?

Jake clears his throat.

Jake: guys. Come on. Let's not do this tonight.

Both of them look at him.

Jake: He looks at Miles. Look man. Aria is clearly hot for you. Just go find her. Forget this happened. Enjoy your night.

Miles stares at him.

Miles: fuck you Jake. I helped you with half your projects this semester. This is as much a betrayal from you as it is from her.

Jake's expression shifts. Not quite an apology but something adjacent to it.

Jake: hey. It's prom. And it's only fair the prom king gets to fuck the prom queen right?

He glances at Janice still sitting on the bed, sheet loosely around her, watching the exchange with an unreadable expression. Then he looks back at Miles.

Jake: though. I don't have to be the only one.

Janice's eyes snap to him.

Janice: the hell does that mean Jake.

Jake: He shrugs casually. come on Janice. We've talked about this. On text. You remember? You said, you'd love to feel my cock while still being fucked

Miles: He cuts in. wait. You two have been sexting?

Jake: Miles. You're missing the point entirely.

He looks between them.

Jake: I'm saying you can join in. If Janice is okay with it.

A beat of silence.

Everyone looks at Janice.

She looks at Miles. Then at Jake. Then back at Miles with an expression that has made a decision. She let's a deep sigh and says.

Janice: No one ever knows this happened. And...

Jake: And?

Janice: I get to decide who does what......and who goes in where.