The Prom Date

It started with a flyer, posted up on the school's bulletin board. Prom was coming up, the magically pageant event in which all the seniors get to pay an extremely high price to simply come to school all dressed up and dance. I don't understand the point, if people wanted to go dress up and dance, there were places in town they could go for a much cheaper cover charge.

What made the prom a special event this year at my high school was that a former student was going to make a special appearance. Anna Kendrick, the beautiful girl from the Twilight movies, the once that actually closed her mouth. Since Twilight she had appeared in a few other movies, some supporting roles like Up in the Air, Scott Pilgrim, and 50/50. Of course she stared in some stuff too, the very good Pitch Perfect, and the not so good Rapture-Palooza. That last one was horrible.

I know this because I am a fan. What can I say, the girl is fucking hot. Prom might be worth going if it meant a chance to just say hi to her.

There was other news on the flyer announcing her cameo. Apparently she was going to perform a couple of songs at the prom and wanted a student from the school to play guitar for her. This was like a sign from the heavens that I was meant to meet her. I had been playing guitar since I was little and I would shoot myself if I didn't audition at very least.

The auditions were to be held during lunch break in the gym, where they had already set the stage for the prom a week in advance. There were only five other students, all guys, there to audition with their guitars. The principal was over seeing the audition standing on the floor watching the stage. He lined us all up on stage so that he could explain the rules and how it would work.

"Now I'm not a judge of musical talent, it isn't my area of expertise. So I figured that there wouldn't be a better judge on who should play guitar for Anna Kendrick at prom this year is...well...Anna herself." He turned toward the far doors of the gym as they opened and would you believe Anna in all her casual beauty came strolling over to us.

"Hey guys." She said, with a smile and a wave.

I think we were all in shock cause none of us responded.

Anna looked at the principal, "They can talk right Mr. Ryans?"

Mr Ryans nodded, "At least four of them can I assure you."

Oh ha ha, mister Dick. I thought in my head.

"Good to meet you Anna." I said.

She glanced at me and smiled, "There we go. What's your name?"

"I'm Jake." I replied.

She nodded and clapped her hands. "Alright guys, let's get this show rolling."

We left the stage and got in a line. I was going to be the fourth player up and I needed to pay close attention to what she liked and didn't about everyone's playing. The first player up was Mathew Shabe, a guy that some people on campus called the dirty hippie. He had blonde dreads and smelt like dirt and ass every single day. On stage he strummed is acoustic guitar in random chords and sang nonsense.

Anna stopped him after a minute and asked, "Do you know any real songs? I'm sorry that was mean," she chuckled, "I mean can you play like covers. Because that's all this is for, you don't have to try to be original."

Mathew replied with some hippie shit about not believing in playing covers because everyone is an original and should embrace it or something like that.

"Great well thank you then."

Next up was Derick Louder, a Gothic metal head to the bone. He plugged his guitar into the amp on stage and started shredding his balls off. He really could play. His technique was solid, but after a while of blaring notes it all started to run together with no direction or real purpose.

Again Anna asked, "Flashy, can you play covers?"

Derick said, "That was a cover. You never heard of Mechinoid Slaughter."

I swear I think Anna's eye twitched, "Can't say I have." God bless her she was trying to be nice.

The next two guys heard the question Anna had kept asking and they played covers. One guy played "Sweet Child of Mine" in the wrong key. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard and cats getting murdered at the same time. The other guy played a Metallica song, and did a pretty decent job but it wasn't in Anna's vocal range.

Finally it was my turn and I walked out shifting my guitar strap. I plugged into the amp and started playing "Hit me With Your Best Shot". I saw a smirk cross Anna's lips as I played the opening rift. She moved closer to the stage, looking up at me, watching me, listening. When I got to the verse she sang along. I smiled and nodded, it became a song we were playing together. She sang and I played. After the verse was over she climbed up on stage and moved next to me to dance, her hips bumping against me. Then she began to wail the song as I hit the chorus chords.

After the song was over she cheered and clapped. "That's it. Oh that is definitely it!" She said laughing.

I was on a cloud the whole day. After my audition, the final guy didn't even bother to try and I had the gig in the bag. After school I head home, my guitar bag slung over my back, the heat of the day already making me sweat my ass off. I really needed to get a car. I turned a corner about four blocks from school and stopped short as I saw Anna Kendrick leaning against a telephone poll with her arms crossed.

"Hey stranger." She said raising her eyebrow. "What's my guitar player doing walking in the heat?"

I shrugged, "I thought I would give walking on the surface of the sun a try."

She laughed and gestured to a black Lexus Sedan parked at the curb. "Come on I'll give you a ride. Besides we need to figure out what songs we're going play at the big prom." She opened the passenger door and clicked her tongue, "Come on stop looking at me like I'm imaginary, get in the car."

I blinked and realized that I haven't blinked since I first saw her standing there. My eyes were dry and sore. I got into the car and slipped my guitar into the backseat. Anna plopped herself into the driver's seat, which caused her breasts to give a hardy bounce. Not that I was watching....I was totally watching.

She glanced my way, and I jerked my eyes away quickly. "See something you like?" She asked.

I shook my head, "I see nothing."

Anna laughed, "I doubt that." She pulled away from the curb and off we went. "So I was thinking we should do three songs for prom. You know, not too long, but also not to short to feel like they got jipped."

I nodded, "That makes sense. Though they should feel fucking honored that you are even there, let alone singing for anyone."

She looked at me.

I blushed, "Do you not like cussing? I'm sorry."

Then she burst out laughing, "Oh you are going to be so much fun!"

"What did I say?" I asked

Anna shook her head and smirked, "Nothing. So what do you think. I figure we should do 'Hit Me...' again, because it was awesome."

I nodded, "Sure, I'll actually learn how to play it too."

"No!" She spat looking at me, "Play it just the way you did at the audition. It was great, different but that's what made it stand out even more."

"Okay I wont learn how to play it, I'll make shit up. What other songs you want me to make up?" I teased.

"First off I don't want you to make up anything, because I am starving and we are going to have dinner." She said.

"You mean together? At...four pm? What are we old people now?" I asked.

"Yes together, and we are not old. We are just two hungry people who want to get their dinner on."

She pulled into a diner and we found a seat in the back. This time of day meant that there weren't a lot of people eating, and maybe that was what she had intended. I forgot for a moment that she was famous, maybe not Angelina famous, but still famous enough. It made sense, and I felt kind of bad about opening my mouth.

As I sat across from Anna Kendrick I was struck by the whole experience of it. I mean part of what made Anna so hot was how average she actually was, down to Earth and funny, the list goes on about her. Yet I was completely calm with her, unlike if it was say Megan Fox. Before I knew it, we were eating a couple of double cheeseburgers and chatting like best friends. Though every time Anna smiled at me I felt my heart flutter.

"So who are you taking to the prom?" Anna asked, fiddling with the last of her fries.

I shook my head, "I wasn't even planning on going to prom until I heard about you being there. If I hadn't nailed that audition, I still wouldn't go." I explained.

She raised her eyebrow, "So does that mean you don't have a girlfriend waiting for you somewhere?"

I paused, where was this going? "Right...I'm not....I've not been very interesting to the girls I know. I mean you went to that school, you have to play a sport to even be considered."

She thought about that for a moment and nodded, "I was going to try and argue with you, but then I remembered my first boyfriend was on the basketball team. But it is a shame you know? With the way you play guitar you should be able to sit in the quad and play only to have girls run over and throw underwear at you. Guitarists are pussy magnets."

I laughed, "Well I played for you today and have none of your underwear to show for it."

She looked at me and flicked her tongue over her lower lip, then nodded. "Okay," She shifted in the booth and I watched as she yanked her arms into her shirt and squirm around until her arms popped back out with her bra in hand. She smiled and thrust the bra toward her, "Here!"

I blinked and took the bra slowly, kind of more surprised to be suddenly in the possession of a bra than anything else. Though it was made even cooler because of who it belonged to. I tucked the bra into my pocket quickly and grinned at Anna, "I have celebrity pair of underwear now. Look at how cool I am."

"Don't E-Bay it, I'll haunt you." She warned.

"E-bay it?" I shook my head, "I'm going to fucking frame it."

She laughed. She laughed good and hard. When she finally calmed down she put her hands flat on the table and said, "Okay so why don't we go to your house and try to work out the three songs we should play next week."

I nodded and sat back, "Alright." Then I froze in fear as I realized that my mother would be home and she would flip out if I brought Anna home. "Okay hold on, there is a problem with that."

"Okay what's the problem?"

"Well I have a Mom at home."

Anna nodded, "Most people do."

"Well the thing is, my Mom has been so worried about me not being able to get a girlfriend in school that she is now convinced that I'm....gay."

Anna burst out with laughter again.

"Haha, laugh it up, but if I bring you home she will freak out. Plus....she's a huge Twilight fan. So combine the fact that she'll know exactly who you are, and the whole thinking I'm gay thing, yeah it'll be an experience." I explained.

"I think I can handle your mom." She flipped a fifty on the table and slid out of the booth. "How about we go, I'll handle Mommy, and as an added bonus I will make sure that she never thinks your gay again."

I slid out of the booth, "Well i do have a bra in my pocket." I grabbed my pocket and grunted.

Anna smiled, "Looks like a dick, that's a fat bra dick."

I sighed and turned away, "And it's not funny anymore. Thanks for that."

I got slugged in the arm and we went to my place. It was not the best drive home I ever had because I knew the disaster that waited for me, for Anna. I walked into the house first, my guitar once again slung over my back. My Mother Diane true to form came running up to find out how the audition went.

"Hi Baby how did you do? Oh never mind I know you did great. But seriously though Jake how did you do? Did she like you, you picked a good song right, because I warned you about playing that heavy metal stuff of yours. You really need how to play some real music and not that ridiculous noise you like."

I swallowed and shrugged, "Well it went...." I stepped away from the door and Anna stepped it.

My Mom then squealed and freaked, jumping up and down, grabbing Anna's hands and asking all kinds of Twilight questions. Luckily for me they kind of ignored me in all of this. Anna had to tell my Mom everything about Robert Pattenson and sparkling vampires. A couple of times Anna glanced at me with horror in her eyes and I bit my tongue to keep from telling her "I told you so."

"Oh my God so you totally loved my son's guitar playing. He's really good right?" My mom cried, tears almost coming out of her eyes.

Anna glanced back and me and smiled, "Oh totally. When he played it was, oh my god, I thought I was meeting a rockstar!" She moved over to me, smiling up into my eyes and then the most amazing thing happened. She kissed me, firmly on the lips and with all the fake passion that an actress can muster. Technically it was my first kiss, and it was with Anna Kendrick.

Moans of joy erupted from my Mom's throat and Anna turned back toward her, "If it's alright with you, we are going to go up to Jake's room to do boy and girl things. I hope you don't mind." Anna said, rubbing my bicep. There was no hiding what Anna meant by those words, this is why she was a professional actor.

Mom's eyes went wide and she pursed her lips, but her desire for me to not be gay, outweighed her desire to be a mom and not have her baby boy having sex with some girl he just met, even if that girl was a supporting character in the infamous Twilight movies. Mom just nodded and waved us off.

"Thanks," Anna said, grabbing my hand and pulling me upstairs. She stopped at the top of the stairs and looked around. "Which one is yours?"

I pointed to the left and said, "Follow the one that smells like cinnamon." Anna gave me a look, "Look my dearest mommy downstairs sprays this cinnamon fabreeze shit all over the place because it hides the teenager and sperm smells. Her exact words."

She blinked, and said, "She's a graphic lady."

"Yeah," I took her hand gently and nodded, "Come on before she sees us."

In my room I unpacked my guitar and hooked it up to my amp. Then I set the guitar down and turned to Anna who was studying my book collection. I moved beside her and said, "I am not very social, I got bullies in middle school a lot and it kind of made me a bit distrusting. So I read a lot and play my guitar. It doesn't get me a lot of girls and other friends but it saves a lot of trouble too I guess."

Anna ran her thumb over a few of the books on the shelf. "Jake you don't have to defend yourself to me. You are a great guy, I can already tell that about you." She smiled at me, "I've read like half these books myself, I'm a huge nerd. Not...that...that's bad? At all, like at all. Okay maybe that came out wrong."

I shook my head and chuckled, "It's fine, because I..." I moved over to my guitar and flicked the amp on, I picked up my six-string and played a little shredding lick that melted into the song I had played her earlier that day. "Get to play guitar for Anna Kendrick at Portland High School's prom. And that's better than having a date."

She spun and leaned back against my book case. A sly little smile across her lips. "Who said you can't have a date to the prom?" She asked.

I laughed, "The prom is in a week, the girls at school barely notice I exist, my chances of a prom date are basically zero."

"Or I was thinking that, after our little performance, maybe I could be your......umm...you know I could be your date." She said softly.

I coughed, "What? Date? Like a date, date?"

She smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

"Dancing, laughing, and kissing?" I asked.

"Well I've already kissed you, so technically we are already doing that." She pointed out.

"I thought that was just to show my mom." I paused, "You know to make me seem less...gay." I sighed, "Wow fuck me."

Anna moved over to me and paused just before me. "Jake, I know it seems like things suck right now. Girls in high school are stupid, but you're only eighteen and that changes. You play guitar like a fucking badass, you will have so many girls after you..." She chuckled, "You wont know what to do with all the pussy, you will swim in the pussy."

I couldn't stop myself from laughing, just hearing her speak like that was hilarious. I've never felt so reassured, in all my life. It felt good to have someone telling me that things are going to get better. I was used to my mom telling me to play different things on my guitar.

"That means a lot to me Anna, it really does." I said, clearing my throat a little.

Anna took a breath and said, "How about this. On prom night, you aren't Jake. And I'm not Anna? How about for just one night you become my boyfriend, and I will be your girlfriend. With all the perks that come with being a couple. Sound good? I'll show up in a fancy dress, and we'll go to the prom, we'll play a couple songs and then we'll just be a couple enjoying the prom, complete with dances, spiked punch, I'll put my head on your shoulder while we sway, and it will be a great night."

I looked at her, "Are you serious?"

Anna smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I have a way of telling about people. Jake you are a really great guy. You deserve a prom that you'll remember for a lifetime, and I would love to be the girl to give that to you." She spun and spread her arms, "Plus you will be the envy of every asshole there so that's got to be a big plus."

Suddenly my Mom knocked on the door and called out, "Jake?"

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth but Anna's hand shot out and covered my mouth before I could speak. Anna let out a loud moan, incredibly sexual. Shivers ran through my body with the sexual heat behind it. I could almost see my Mother through the door hesitating about bothering me.

Anna stepped back from me and put a finger over her lips, shhing me. Then unexpectedly she turned toward the door and pulled off her shirt, just pulled it off! She had given me her bra before so now she was completely topless in my room. Of course her back was turned so I only caught glimpses of the sides of her wonderful breasts.

My eyes widened when Anna opened the door just a crack. "Hi," She panted as if she had been out of breath. "We kind of need a few minutes."

I could tell my mother was fighting her instincts. "Just wanted to make sure you guys are safe." She hand Anna something I couldn't see.

"Okay thanks." Anna said, "Bye." Then she shut the door in my Mom's face.

Anna stayed facing away from me for a moment as she grabbed her shirt and pulled it back on. Then she spun toward me with a huge smile, in her hand was a condom. "Wow your mom is bold."

I nodded, "I don't know if bold is the way I would put it."

Anna tossed herself on the bed and set the condom down on the little table that my clock sat on. She propped herself on my pillows and said, "Hey at least she thinks you're having sex with me right now."

"That's almost as good as actually having sex with you." I said, "Losing that virginity problem to you would be the best like five seconds of my life."

She laughed and said, "I bet you could last more that five seconds. Six or seven at least."

"Ouch."

We laughed and then got down to business. Anna taught me the chords for her song "Cups" simply because everyone would expect it. I asked her if she knew any Evanesence songs, and we worked out "Bring Me To Life" as our third song. We spent the next hour or so running through the songs making sure we had it worked out.

After we were done Anna stretched and sighed, "I guess I should be going."

I set the guitar back in the rack and clicked the amp off. I looked at her and smiled, "Alright. I think we're going to be amazing. So what time should we meet up for the Prom?"

Anna smiled and shrugged, "Seven o'clock is probably good."

"Okay I'll be ready."