You are Alex, a 17-year-old boy attending the local Bridgemont High School.

You're the lonely and shy type, and aren't very popular at school.

The school dance is coming up in a few days, and you complain to your online friends about it.

"I can't believe I don't have a date," you say into your computer mic. "I must have asked ten girls! Even some ugly ones."

Your mom, walking by your room, overhears your complaint. "No date?" she exclaims with surprise. "How could you not have a date?," she says, pinching your cheek. "You're so handsome, after all!"

You groan and say "It's no big deal."

"No big deal? My boy's gotta have a date! Oh, I know, I'll go to the dance as your date!"

Your palm meets your face. There's probably nothing more embarrassing than taking your mom to the school dance. "What? No, that's crazy," you say. "Plus, embarrassing."

Your mom ruffles your hair and says "Oh, I'd never embarrass you! I promise!" She begins to leave your room and says "Just think about it, okay?"

You sigh and get back to your computer.

Over the next few days, your mom constantly bugs you about the dance. After her constant pestering, you finally agree to let her go to the dance with you as your 'date', as long as she promises not to embarrass you. "I solemnly swear not to embarrass my little Alex," she says in a mock-courtly voice.

Finally, the day of the dance comes. You're dressed in your finest suit, and you drive alone to your school's gymnasium, where the dance is taking place. Your mom drove there separately, since she wanted to keep her dress and appearance a surprise. You arrive, give your ticket to the doorman, and enter the gym. It's almost unrecognizable—it's illuminated with multi-colored lights, decorated in an 80's theme, and packed with students. A DJ is situated near the end of the gym, playing, fittingly, 80s music.

You look around for mom, and hear a voice behind you.

"Alex, honey!" You turn and see mom, who, actually looks stunning. She's wearing