Date with Love Page #7

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Can, uh...

Can you keep a secret?

Haven't I always?

I didn't exactly... write it.

What?

Mr. Walsh, he, um,

he gave me his book,

for inspiration, he said,

and I didn't get that inspired,

so...

You stole it

right out of the book?

No, not all of it.

Just... just the part

where I described Alex.

It was from this chapter

where Mr. Walsh is talking

about the woman

he wants to marry someday.

It seemed to fit, so...

You need to tell Alex.

Why?

Because it's dishonest,

using somebody else's words

as your own.

Come on, nobody cares

about that on the Internet.

Yeah, but I do!

Okay, okay, settle down.

I'll tell her.

Good.

- All right.

- Thank you.

After the prom.

Ow! Ow!

Whoa, whoa,

let me help you with that.

Oh, thanks.

Ugh...

What are you doing

back here anyway?

I thought I'd look and see

if there was any decorations

we could use,

and then I got a splinter.

Let me see that.

Oh, yeah, it's in there.

Here, have a seat.

Thank you.

You're really into

all this prom stuff, huh?

You must have had

a really great one

when you were

in high school.

Actually,

I didn't go to mine.

What? Why?

No one asked me.

I find that

hard to believe.

Believe it.

I was not one

of the popular kids in school.

Alex Allen,

Hollywood superstar,

not popular?

That's impossible.

I was bullied a lot

by some of the other kids

in school,

so that didn't help.

I just remember sitting

at the lunch table,

listening to them all talk

about what they were going

to wear to prom

and where they were going

to go out for dinner after.

Is this going

to be a sad story?

Oh, it gets much better...

Because I decided

I was not going to sit at home

and feel sorry for myself,

so I decorated my room,

twinkle lights and all,

and I did my hair

and makeup,

and put on my best dress,

I picked just the right song,

and I danced by myself,

all alone, in my room,

and I pretended

that I was having

my very own private prom.

My mom says that's how she knew

I was going to be an actor.

Silly, right?

No, not silly...

Sweet.

Well, who knows,

maybe this prom will help

make up for it.

Got it.

Thanks.

Back to work!

Mr. Lee!

Mr. Lee.

Ah, miss hope.

How are the preparations

coming along for the prom?

Well, that is exactly

why I wanted to talk to you.

It's about miss Allen.

Such a pleasure to

have her in our school.

A lovely lady,

isn't she?

Sure.

Well, the thing is...

Um, the thing is, Mr. Lee,

I'm afraid we have a problem

with miss Allen.

Ugh, I am beat.

How anyone

does anything

without at least

five personal assistants

is beyond me.

I just want a hot bath

and a glass of wine.

Make that two.

You're going

to hate me for this,

but I ran a background check

on your English teacher.

What?

You're right, Paige,

I am going to hate you

for this.

I know, I'm sorry,

I should've told

you before,

but I...

But what?

You thought I would tell you

it's none of your business?

You are my business, Alex,

and you're my friend.

I just don't want

to see you get hurt,

and...

I'm afraid

you're not going to like

what I found out

about Vincent Walsh.

Are you sure he doesn't want

anything from you?

Let's go, people!

We are less than

six hours to prom time!

Hey, great job!

Oh, here.

You, with the signage,

come on, hustle!

Sweetie...

Looking good,

sergeant.

Good is not good enough.

These guys wouldn't last

a day on a film set.

Well, let's remember,

it's only a high school prom.

Do you need

something, Mr. Walsh?

Uh, well...

Actually, I was wondering

when you'd like to schedule

your next driving lesson.

My calendar happens

to be wide open.

I won't be taking

any more of your lessons,

thanks.

Is it the car?

Because I know it's not exactly

the smoothest ride in the world.

No, it's not the car.

It's the teacher.

I don't trust him.

What's that supposed to mean?

You tell me...

V.K. Walsh.

So you found my book.

Paige did,

when she was

checking up on you.

Why didn't you tell me

you were a writer?

I don't know.

It didn't come up

in the conversation.

Well, I'm sure it would have,

sooner or later.

So?

So...

This was all a set-up,

wasn't it?

What?

The "promposal."

You and David

had it all planned.

You gave him the words

right out of your book,

told him exactly what to say

and how to say it.

No, that's not what happened.

You used that nice kid

as bait to meet me...

Oh, and what a coincidence,

you just happen

to have written a book,

and wouldn't it make

a great movie?

That never even crossed

my mind.

It's a book of poetry!

You know,

I thought you were different,

but you just wanted to use me,

like every guy

I have ever dated.

Alex, let me explain

something to you.

You didn't

recognize me.

Right.

I'll bet you knew I was coming

all along.

You've got to be kidding me.

A week ago,

I didn't even know who you were!

Oh, please!

Everybody knows who I am!

Maybe

that's your problem.

You're so used to everybody

knowing you,

that you're afraid

to let anybody

actually get to know you.

What does that even mean?

It means

that despite how highly

you think of yourself,

not everybody's interested

in taking advantage of you...

Especially me.

And another thing...

Ms. Allen!

Oh, Mr. Lee. Hi.

I... um...

First of all,

I want to thank you

for all your efforts

on our students' behalf

this week.

Why do I feel like

there's a "but" coming?

I regret

to have to inform you that...

You cannot attend prom tonight.

What?

But you said...

The state school board

recently enacted

an official prom age requirement

that all student dates

must be 22 years of age

or younger.

I see.

Out of curiosity,

how did this issue

come to your attention?

Well, if it wasn't

for miss hope's due diligence,

we might have

gotten ourselves

into quite a fix.

Why don't I just come

as a chaperone?

Only parents of students

or faculty members

are permitted to act

as chaperones.

I'm sorry.

You should pick me up

around 6:
00, I think?

Chaperones should

get there early.

Don't you agree?

I think the gym

looks spectacular.

Everyone's going to have

a really good time.

Not everyone.

I really don't know

why you have it out for me,

miss hope.

I just wanted

to make this a great prom.

Oh... well...

Everyone has rules

they need to live by,

miss Allen,

even people

from Hollywood.

You know, I had forgotten.

Forgotten?

I'd forgotten

what high school was like.

Full of bullies.

Great.

Hey.

Thanks.

I overheard principal Lee.

You're leaving

just like that?

Well, if there's one thing

I have learned as an actor,

it's to always make

a clean exit.

Okay, but

what about David?

He's been looking

forward to this prom

for such a long time.

I know.

So was I,

but there's nothing

I can do about it.

There is, however,

something you can do about it.

What do you mean?

You need to go

to the prom in my place.

No. No way.

No, prom is...

Yeah, prom is just

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