Michael Chase was going to give it one last try. The high school senior had struck out five times already. Every day the youngster would overhear one of the guys telling anyone who would listen that he scored this cheerleader or that good looking girl to the senior prom. Michael would get particularly upset when he heard that one of the football players ended up with one of the girls that Michael had already asked to the prom. In the hallway he could hear Grant Walker, the team captain tell his friends about his date.
"Hey guys! Guess who I just scored to the prom?"
"Shit you? Who? Your mother?"
Michael had seen Grant's mother. The long legged auburn haired divorcee was a hottie. He had seen her openly flirt with many of the guys on the football team. Maybe that wouldn't be all that bad if she was his date.
"Hey, I scored Lori Lamont."
"Lori? Lamont? Come on! How did you bag her?"
Lori Lamont, the beautiful raven haired girl who was voted homecoming queen, had a reputation as one of the looser girls in school. Michael and Lori had been friends for years. Lori was Michael's lab partner in biology. He had thought about asking the sexy Lori Lamont to prom, but figured she already has more than a few guys asking her.
The last couple of years a few boys and a couple of girls who were supposedly Lori's closest friends started circulating rumors about her. Michael had heard rumors that the sweet stunning girl had sucked off the whole starting defense after the football team won their homecoming game.
"Probably a combination of my good looks, great personality and my big cock."
"Come on...has she...?"
"No not yet. But we made out behind McDonald's the other day. She even reached down and felt my cock in my pants. She told me she's not sure if that thing would fit down her throat, but she's willing to spend the whole night trying."
"So...you...and Lori Lamont?"
"Yes...I told her I'd eat her pussy till she screamed...then I'll let her ride the Grant special until I gave her a big shot of my nut."
"Wow, we all knew she's the best cocksucker in school, but we never knew..."
"Yes! We even have reservations at the Beachfront Hotel, fifth floor."
Michael had heard about what happens at the fifth floor the Beachfront Hotel after senior prom. It was a tradition for years that many of the prom goers at Roosevelt High had lost their virginity in one of the rooms on the fifth floor of the ultra expensive hotel. Just then the boys looked over and saw that Michael was listening to their conversation.
Michael was upset hearing about the beautiful sexy girl he had a crush on for years. Michael wasn't sure to believe all the rumors he had heard about her.
"Hey Michael. Who are you bagging for prom?"
As the boys looked at their classmate he sensed that they knew that he hadn't come up with a date yet. The whole idea of asking a girl to the prom was making him very nervous. And now the guys from the football team were putting him on the spot.
"Uhhh...nnn...nnn...nnn...no...ww...www...one...y...yet."
Damn! He's stuttering again! Michael wanted to crawl in a hole and die.
"That's okay. We're sure you'll score someone."
As the boys walked away, he heard Grant Walker tell the others.
"Yea...right. No girl in his right mind would go out with that freak. He can't even speak English."
He had thought about all the girls in his senior class and decided to ask Bethany Monroe. Bethany's mother Pam was one of his mother's best friends and he and Bethany had grown up together. The two had been friends since they were toddlers. Even though she isn't the best looking girl in school, it's all going to be okay. There's no way she has a date for the prom. She'll never turn him down. After school, he'll walk over to her locker and then he'll make his move.
Michael spent the whole last period mentally rehearsing asking Bethany Monroe to the prom. He'd always been able to speak to her without stuttering. Yes, he probably should have asked her first without wasting his time with girls he thought were cool. The teenager looked over and Bethany's face was buried in her chemistry book. Michael suddenly had a burst of confidence. There's no way she'll ever say no! Bethany's mother would kill her if she said no to Michael Chase.
As the final bell rang Michael made a beeline to the tall average looking girl and made his move.
"Uh...uhhhhhh...hhh...hhh...huhhh...huuuuhhhhhhhhhh...hi...B...BBB.BBB...Beth...B...B...Bethany."
Shit! It's happening again! Beads of perspiration rolled off of his forehead and the armpits on his nice new polo shirt were starting to get soaked. For some reason when Michael would get nervous he would start sweating and he would end up stuttering so badly he couldn't ever make a word.
"Hi Michael. What did you think of Professor Lang's lecture?"
"It...uhhhh...uhhhh...it...www...www...was...o...o...okay..."
The hour he had spent in class mentally rehearsing for this was out the window. Michael wanted to walk away but decided it's now...or...never.
"Uhhhh...uhhhh...B...B...Beth...a...an...yyy...Uhhh...I...j...j...just...w...w...wa...wanted...t...t...t...to...know...if...y...y...you...w...w...wan...t...t...ted...to...g...g...go...t...t...to...p...prom."
There! He did it! He shot his shot. Now...maybe...just maybe...she'll say yes.
