Fred Ferguson was currently exiting one of his classes where they had just finished up their presentations on their family origins. Fred had basically made it known that his family had been known for fortune telling for awhile. So it wasn't a surprise to Fred that during lunch break a couple of people had consulted him about telling fortunes. Fred had taken out a tarot deck he kept on him for good luck that he sometimes consulted when he didn't feel like asking a god how his day was going to go. It wasn't that accurate but better than nothing. Then came Ben Taylor, a guy on the shorter and rounder side, who came and asked "So, I'd like to see who I'm going to go to the prom with."
Fred Shuffled his Tarot deck and said "The cards don't tell me things that specific. Nor would the quality of your shoes, or the grains of sand your shoes contain."
Ben said "Nah, Sure that fortune telling gift may have went away but there must be a spark right? Just kinda do your mumbo jumbo and point me in a direction alright?" Fred's mumbo jumbo had been tested on smaller things like finding out what he should eat at cafeteria the next day. It was weird when the answer to that was Cat, but when it was found out the hamburgers had a decent amount of cat meat in them the fortune made sense.
Fred for sure was hesitant but said "Ok, but no promises that it'll actually work." then closed his eyes and let his mumbo jumbo work it's magic as the god gave Fred an answer. "The Quarterback Chad will be your prom date!" Fred announced with certainty. Everyone around paying attention started chuckling as Fred asked "What? Sure it's unlikely but it's not impossible right?"
Ben said "Yeah, I'm not gay and Chad's a bit homophobic. He wouldn't go with me even as a joke." then sighed and said "Well if some lucky lady woul-" every girl paying attention shook their heads. Fred however wondered if his god's predictions could be wrong, for sure they were odd at times but this one seemed pretty impossible.
The god Fred prayed to however cursed themself as they had thought Fred was asking about that cute brunette right behind Ben... Now how was he going to force the prediction to be right?