"So," The former drunk slut said, questioning him. "You want me to convince her to forgive you, get her to go to the prom, and get her back on good terms with you in two days?"
Sully nodded, just wanting to get this over with. "Essentially, Yes. That's when they stop selling prom tickets."
"Do you realize how impossible that is? It's Alex!"
"Can't you.... sort of waiver her opinion?"
"What?" Amy looked confused at the wording of the request, and at the same time Sully was ready to give up.
He threw up his hands in frustration, angry at whatever force put him in this situation next to what may be possibly the most annoying girl ever, and began to walk away. "Never mind."
"Wait!" Amy exclaimed, staring around the art room, where she currently had class. "You want me to trick her."
"Yes!" Sully said in exasperation.
"And, what do you suggest I do?"
"Isn't there some unwritten girl rule that you all want to go to prom?"
"She never wanted to go to prom. It's an unwritten Alex rule."
Sully paced back and forth. "Are you going to prom."
"Don't even THINK of asking me. Jealously won't work on Alex." Sully coughed. "Are you okay?"
"Sorry, Gag reflex. No, I was just thinking- oh god, I don't think I'll ever be able to eat again. No, I was just thinking that you could make her jealous with prom plans."
"You're such a prick, but I'll try my best. I see what you're getting at."
"God help us." Sully stated as he walked away.