Awkward.

Previously on "Awkward"...

Being on prom court

with Matty would have been sophomore Jenna's

dream come true.

I can't fight it anymore.

- Hey, you want to go to prom? - Yeah.

Everyone is drinking the prom kool-aid.

Will you go to prom with me?

Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!

I'm so glad we're going to prom together.

Sames. So what if neither of us is going

with the guy we expected.

Doesn't mean we can't blow it out.

Uh, I mean have a great time.

I definitely want a blow out, sleek and chic.

I'm still going with someone I love.

You know what? Yes.

Yes to what you're doing there.

My dream was to go to prom with Adam,

but I messed that up and I am not going to mess up

prom too by moping about it.

Thank you. And nice to meet you Positive Polly.

Nice to be here. Let's do this.

It was senior prom and I was determined

to say yes to all of it.

I had been dreaming of this night for four years.

Okay, so going with Matty had been a big part

of that dream, but I could still have the rest.

A good attitude, a great dress,

and even an improbable shot at prom queen.

So I didn't have my dream date.

I could still have my dream night.

Okay, girls.

Are you ready to see yourselves?

Yes to everything, right, T?

Yes!

Both: No!

at a place called "Ivana Haircut".

I said, "sleek and chic."

My hair looks like a bouquet of flaming hot Cheetos.

Come on, we still have time to get home

and wash this off before anyone sees us.

Dude, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up.

Not a word.

Uh, actually we're just

on our way to get our hair done, too.

It's a good thing we ran into you.

- I was going to do that. -

Imagine if we had the same hairstyle at prom.

So embarrassing.

Crisis averted.

Okay, well just know that the next time you see us,

we will look hot.

I'll believe that when I see it.

I had accepted that I wasn't going to prom with Matty.

I had even convinced myself that I wasn't wishing

I was going to prom with Matty.

But I at least wanted him wishing he were going with me.

Dude, what is this thing?

- A cummerbund. - What's it for?

I have no idea.

Probably so you don't have to suck in your gut all night.

Oh, ho, my gut?

Oof. Whoever invented these hates me.

That's what clip-ons are for.

Oh.

So, uh, was it uncomfortable, seeing Jenna?

There's only two weeks left till graduation.

I am just trying to be chill.

I just always figured you'd go to prom together.

She's not into it.

I mean, she told me to go to Berkeley.

I'm just gonna try to get to the end of school

- on good terms with her. - It's just weird.

Never would have called you going with Sadie

and me going solo.

I feel like a lame third wheel.

Ah, don't worry about it. We're all going as friends.

Tonight's not gonna be about hooking up for me either.

Dude, we are such studs!

Talking about not hooking up with people at our senior prom.

Whoo. Tss.

- Are you done? - Huh?

You are so gonna get some tonight.

Your boobs look amazing in this thing.

Get some what?

Compliments?

My date's gay, so he probably doesn't care about boobs.

Oh, my God. What if he doesn't show up?

I have worked so hard to make tonight perfect.

Nobody better screw it up!

Relax. It's gonna be great.

It has to be better than great.

It has to be an enchanting fantasy.

Chill, Promzilla.

You're starting to sound a little crazy.

Knock, knock.

Speaking of crazy.

Prom night.

I made you girls some mocktails.

Twinkie-tinis. Cute, huh?

Can you believe? I threw on my old prom dress

just as a goof and it still fits.

Mom, we've been over this.

You're old. You shouldn't be wearing that.

But thanks for the drinks.

Oh. Well, I wasn't trying to upstage you, bunny.

Have fun.

You and your mom seem to be getting along much better

since you introduced her to orgasms.

Yeah. She's not uptight at all anymore.

She's super-obsessed with being, like, young and hot.

It's like she thinks she's my friend, which she's not.

She's my best friend.

That's pathetic.

I thought you and Darlene were getting along, too.

She's just trying to impress her rich boyfriend, Ted,

with what a good mom she is so he'll marry her sorry ass.

But I'm telling him the truth about her tonight.

Oh, no. First Sergio broke up with you

and now your mom's a fake?

It's not a enchanting fantasy at all.

No. No, it's not.

Tonight is my Ted talk and the topic is

"My Mom's a liar."

Lana Del Yay. So hot.

Thanks. It was almost impossible to find.

But it's what Lissa mandated for prom court.

Floor-length and white.

Oh, honey, you're beautiful.

Do you know what I would have given

to look this gorgeous at my prom?

Hmm, your virginity? Oh, wait, too late.

Very funny. I had to wear an empire waist.

Hey, yeah, wait.

Jenna, this isn't your first senior prom.

You went in utero.

A toast.

To my favorite young ladies on their prom night.

What? Are you nuts?

Giving our daughter alcohol?

That stains. She's in a white dress.

- Oh. - Are you nuts?

You almost knocked the whole tray over.

Oh, stop whining, baby. That's it.

Put Jenna's wine in a sippy cup.

The one that Nana sent for the baby.

I can't believe he would even chance that.

Men do not understand the importance of the prom dress.

They also don't understand how much work this all is.

Well, let's hope they just think

we're effortlessly beautiful.

And by "they," I admit, I mostly meant Matty.

Even though I couldn't have him,

I still wanted him to want me.

- Ah, there you go. - Thanks, Dad.

Cheers to a fantasy prom.

- Yes! - Yes.

- Yay! -

Or nay.

How do I know how to put the top on a sippy cup?

Why would you give me that job?

There is no way I can get that out.

There's no way I can wear this dress to prom.

Okay. We have an hour.

Let's go.

Come on.

Let's go, people.

I should have gotten the one at Nordstrom Rack.

- Now they're closed. - That was a housecoat, Jenna.

And it wasn't even white; it was ecru.

Well it was the only one we saw that was floor-length.

We have been to every store in Palos Hills, twice.

Not every store.

Yanni, I'm gonna need you to pull 508, 22, and 41B.

Yanni?

Ah.

Babies, your dates are here.

Figured as long as I'm going to participate

in this sick charade, I might as well go

full metallic jacket.

- Wow, sexy Sadie. -

Looking very McConaughey, McKibben.

All right, all right, all right.

Never do that again.

- All right. - Okay, line up, kiddos.

Oh. You all look so hot.

Sick. Who invited my mom?

Sadie, you look stunning.

She is a looker, just like her mother.

I am so glad to be here for this milestone.

Yeah, the first one you've been here for since my birth,

but you didn't really have a choice that time.

Can I speak with you?

What in God's name has gotten into you?

Ted told me how close you said we were,

how we text every day and Skyped on the weekends.

I may have embellished a little.

How he really respected people who put their kids first.

How he could never marry a woman