Connie's POV
To be honest, I never knew why I fell for a playboy two years older than me.
But I did.
"Hey Feisty!"
"Playboy." I acknowledged, trying to sound like I didn't care but failed terribly. "You keeping your promise?"
He laughed. "Well, a month of 'no other girls' is easy when I know you're gonna date me in the end." he smiled, flirting. I blushed self-consciously.
"You know I'm waiting for you." I murmured quietly, cupping his cheek as I looked into his sky blue eyes. "You just keep your promise for a week, okay?"
The bell rang for class. Jasper sighed.
"I'm not allowed to kiss you during my promise, am I?" he said, pretending to cry.
"Just this once, Playboy." I rolled my eyes playfully.
He grinned and kissed me on the cheek. I was a little disappointed it wasn't a real kiss on the mouth, but eh. A girl's gotta play hard to get, right?
"Bye." I smiled as we walked to our respective classes.
Jasper's POV
Time skip
I felt happy. So happy.
I was floating, flying.
And I was drunk.
I didn't know why, didn't care why. All I knew was there were plenty of girls for me to fuck here! And they were hot.
"Let's party!" screamed someone, raising a beer in hand.
We all cheered. Now partying with hot girls purring at your side, that's the best kind.
"Hey, sexy." a girl purred next to me. "Are you...Jasper Grace?"
The next thing I knew, her lips had slammed into mine sloppily. I could smell the drunken breath on her lips but I didn't care.
Suddenly something floated on the surface...something wasn't right. I pulled away.
"What's the matter?" the girl slurred.
"I---" I racked my brain for information, but nothing came to mind.
"Ah, what the fuck." I continued into the kiss. I was sure it could wait.
After all, it couldn't be that important, could it?
AN: Let's skip the sex because ewwwwww.
"T-That was fun." The girl said as we collapsed onto the floor, panting.
"Well, thanks for the fun, but I need to be going---" I started, picking up my clothes. The beer was getting to me, the effects starting to wear off. I started trying to dress, but I was so drunk I couldn't even pull on my boxers.
Then, in the middle of it all, I froze.
Connie. My promise.
Oh no.
And didn't she say...she was going to a party after school?
A really big freaking party, with loads of hot guys?
She even said she wouldn't even touch them for me...
I tried to push out of the writhing mass of mostly naked bodies, but I couldn't.
And then Connie Stoll stood there, frozen in shock as I saw her see me just fuck a girl.
AN: I'm breaking my own heart by writing this---
Don't worry, they make up in like 20 chapters later.
Kidding! 5 chappies, maybe?