As we walked into the large yellow mansion-like house, I realize that there were two possible scenarios that might play out at this party:
1. We we're going to come in.
2. People were going to stare at us (and when I say us, I mean me).
3. Jocks are going to harass me, should I leave Kevin's side (which is, honestly, very probable).
4. I'd be left alone or with jocks for the rest of the night until Kevin came to get/help/save me or I got away.
That, or:
1. Someone was going to spike the punch.
2. We would all get drunk.
3. We sleep in our own vomit.
4. I go home with a horrible hangover and two grumpy high school boys.
Two possibilities.
Two scenarios.
And I don't like the sound of either of them.
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Knock On Wood (BoyxBoy)
FanfictionKevin Barr has a lot on his hands. Not only is he the captain of the football team, most popular jock in school, son of an MIA father and struggling to keep his grades above a D, but now he thinks he may have a crush. And Eddward Vincent, the sma...
