Chapter 6: Ashley Saturday

“So who are you guys taking to the prom anyway?” Looking up I saw the three girls in my doorway. It was two days after Kevin and I had drugged his mother.

“We’re not going,” Kevin answered after he realized I wasn’t going to say a word.

“That’s stupid,” Ashley announced as she stepped inside. Her friends followed.

“Especially after all the work we did,” Caitlyn added.

“Yeah, what are you guys going to do? Stay home and look at dirty movies on your computers?” Brianna contributed. Then all three started to natter. Sixteen year old girls can be more than irritating. I was prepared to wait them out but Kev folded.

“We don’t have dates.”

“Duh! You have to ask someone, that’s how it works,” Caitlyn said in a voice that easily conveyed her distain for not only us but the whole of the male race.

Again Kevin couldn’t refuse the bait. “It’s too late. I mean who’d go with us? Everyone’s already got a date. Crikey, it’s next week. Everyone thinks we’re losers.” Ashley smiled as she heard his words, recognizing the look I knew immediately she had something up her sleeve.

“I talked to Monica today, she told me there are four or five girls that don’t have dates that would love to go with you.”

“Monica Evans? You talked to Monica Evans?” Kev asked. Her name certainly got our attention. Monica Evans was the head cheerleader, the best looking girl in the senior class, and the odds on favorite to be named Prom Queen. She was one of the recurring main players in both of our wet dreams.

Watching Ashley I knew that if I didn’t act immediately we were going to end up going to the prom with who knew what. “Hey, you’re not going Ash,” I quickly interjected, trying to forestall hearing who she’d plotted to set us up with.

“Sophomores can’t go to the Senior Prom Will,” Caitlyn informed me.

“Unless they go with a senior,” I corrected.

“Here are the names Monica gave me,” Ash said, clearly trying to get back to her game plan.

“Ash could be Kevin’s date,” I said.

“Who can?” Brianna asked. I’d also got Kevin’s attention.

Ashley immediately realized I was trying to escape her manipulations. “I have a boyfriend Will. Besides, someone going to Princeton certainly would never even consider going to his senior prom with a mere sophomore. It wouldn’t be appropriate.”

“I’d go with you Ash.” Kev said enthusiastically. I figured my suggestion and his offer would send the girls packing in retreat.

“And what about Will?” my sister asked. She clearly wasn’t ready to throw in the towel yet.

“Well, I could double date with you,” I offered with a smug smile.