Not A Chance

"Can you help me?" She asks, fiddling with her hair. Her eyes look desperate, her beautiful smile pleading for an answer, and at this moment, I was ready to do anything. For her. "Ok, what do you need." I finally reply. I watch her carefully, as she looks around the library, and then comes closer. "My dad won't let me date unless my sister does." She whispers, rolling her eyes. "Uh, yeah, I noticed she's kind of an anti-social person. Why is that? "Unsolved mystery," She says with a sigh. "She used to be really popular, but then it just all, disappeared." "But, I'm sure there's many guys, interested in, uh, difficult girls like your sister, that I can find for you." I say. She looks at me for a second, and then reaches over for my hand and asks "You'd do that for me?" I immediately nod my head. Anything to make Bianca Stratford go to prom with me. But how am I supposed to find a date for someone so heinous? God, it's almost impossible.