Decides to surprise him

Jessica sat down next to her brother on the bed, "I've got an idea on how I can make it up to you."

"How?" Asked John.

"You'll see," she said with a smile and a wink. "You stay here and play video games and I'll do everything."

"But the prom-"

"Don't worry. You'll love the surprise."

And with that Jessica left, closing the door behind her. John heard her shower and change clothes before heading out the front door.

It went a bit better than John had expected. The apology was a nice touch. He hoped that the surprise she was talking about was convincing a friend to go to prom with him. The next several hours dragged by as John played Bioshock on his PlayStation 4.

It was a late afternoon before John heard the front door open and his sister rushing passed his room. He could have sworn he heard giggling.

"Jess?" Yelled John, "Everything alright?"

"Yes," she called back, "Don't peek. I'll be over in a few minutes."

About a half an hour later there was a knock on the door. "Come in," said John.

To say that John was stunned was an understatement. When H is sister walked into his room he dropped his PlayStation control as well as his jaw.

She walked in wearing an elegant strapless black and silver satin evening gown that hugged her curves and emphasized her breasts. Her hair had been styled into a cascading wave of dark silk. The make up she wore accentuated her eyes which were a deep blue of the ocean.

"What do you think?" She said as she gave a twirl.

John was transfixed.

"Come on," she smirked, "I can't look that bad?"

"Wow," said John, applauding. "Whoever your date is, he doesn't know what he's in for."

"Well..." She sashayed up to John, "You can ask him yourself."

John blinked, "Wait a second, me?!?"

"Surprise! I even picked up your tux."

"B-but..."

"I've got it all figured out," she stood back, cleared her throat, and began to run her hands down her dress, "I don't typically wear form fitting clothes to school so this gown will be fine."

She got eye to eye with John, "I usually wear green tinted contact lenses so my eyes are different colors."

She stepped back and pointed to her hair, "The hair stylist at the mall even manage to get me this cool hair dye. It's off color enough from my old hair that no one will recognize me. My hair is such a mess anyway no one will think twice."

"But-But," stammered John.

"My face? I've got that covered," she winked and pulled a masquerade mask from her bag, " It came free with the dress. And for my voice, I've been using a French language learning program with my VR set."

She cleared her throat, "I'll be ze belle of ze ball, no?" She winked, her French accent nearly flawless.

"But Jess, I-"

"Non, not Jess. You may call me Gwen," she flicked her hair back and gave a come to me stare. "What do you think?"

John was dumbstruck. He had no idea that this would happen from meddling with her VR Headset. It felt wrong deep down to have done this, but it was innocent enough. Jess was just helping him out by being his date nothing more. It's not like that was bad.

But, said a voice in his head, if that was true why are you hard right now?