Amy's Surprise

Amy and I spent virtually all of our free time together. At the beginning of April I asked Amy if she would go to Prom with me. She said no, again refusing to give me a reason. Two weeks later after school Amy came over to my house since she had the afternoon off and I didn't have tennis practice on Fridays. We were watching Zoolander in my room when the doorbell rang. I went to go answer it. It was the FedEx guy. My dad had gotten a package. I left it on the counter for him and went back to my room. When I walked in Amy was on my computer checking her MySpace account. Amy looked at me, smiled, and said, Matt, you wanna hang out next Saturday? I can get the day off.

Next Saturday is Prom Ames'. I guess we could hang though, I don't have a date for it anyway, I answered.

Amy said, Well, if we're gonna be hanging out anyway, and Prom is going on, why don't we just drop in and check it out?

I was stunned. You mean wait, do you mean you wanna go to Prom with me? Or do you just wanna check it out?

Matt, will you go to Prom with me? she asked smiling.

And just like that, I had finally succeeded in getting a date with Amy, or she had succeeded with me, either way I was happy. I had to line up a tux fast. I called my friend Brandon and he hooked me up. I was excited the whole next week. Everyday I saw Amy, and everyday she seemed to flirt a little more. Then, finally, Saturday came. I spent almost the whole day getting ready. I went to town to get a corsage and I stopped by the jeweler's. At 7:30 that night, I grabbed the corsage, jewelry box, (and stuck a condom in my wallet, just in case) then got in my car and drove to Amy's house. I went to knock on the door but Amy opened it before I could. She was standing there in a strapless dark purple dress that went to mid-thigh and pushed up her breasts, revealing a lot of cleavage. Let's get out of here before my parents know you're here. They must've taken a million pictures of Karissa and Brian.

We went to a nice restaurant for dinner.