You want to do the Prom Queen

For the last few months you've had this un explainable tingling each time you saw her. Although you've had a few boy friends, no-one has made the butterflies flutter like Heather.

She sat in front of you in English Lit. and her soft auburn hair flowed across your desk when ever she leaned back. And although you never really thought about being with another girl before the scent of her hair stirred feelings you just could not explain. You had spent innocent time with her working on lab projects and other studying endevours but you had never really let the urge overpower you....That was about to change.

Standing in the hall after school Heather approached you and asked if she could get a ride to the sock-hop dance Friday night. She said her car had to get brakes and it just wasnt safe to drive. "no problem", you responded, "what time should I pick you up?". "About 7 works for me", she said.

"hey, I've got an idea", you exclaim, "my folks are out of town, how 'bout you just crash at my place, that way we dont have to zig zag across town after the dance and I dont have to be stuck home alone?"

"Sounds great, I'll see ya at 7" Heather said as she hurried to her Bus.

Heather at my house, oh my, am I in over my head?