Chapter 5

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I walked with Greg and Unicycle to the party, since I didn't know where I was going. I spotted Bumper and Donald trying to get girls, and they were obviously failing.

"Hey guys" I smiled.

"Hey Lisa" They both smiled at me.

"Oh Bumper I forgot I had to tell you something" Donald said. I could tell he was drunk, but Bumper was more sober to the point where he'd remember everything tomorrow morning.

"What is it, Donald?"

"Lisa liiiiiikes youuuuuu" He giggled and went to find girls. I seriously hate him.

"You like me?" He smirked.

"I never said that" I protested.

"But you told Donald that" He argued back. I was silent.

"Yeah, you're right" I sighed.

"Well that's good, because I like you back" He bumped my hip with his. I laughed and bumped him back. We both laughed and looked at each other. I looked up at him and he looked down at me. We just stared into each other's eyes.

"Hey, you're Lisa, right?" I heard a voice behind me ask. I turned to see a girl with brown hair and a pretty smile.

"Hi, yeah that's me" I smiled.

"I'm Beca. I've heard a lot about you. The first girl Treble in history."

"Indeed I am" I laughed.

"How do you even deal with like 10 hormonal crazed boys?" She laughed.

"I don't" I laughed. "Well they haven't pulled anything yet, but if they do, I'll be the first one to set them straight."

"I like you. Here's my number. Maybe we can hang out sometime" She smiled, handing me a piece of paper with her number on it.

"Thanks, and yeah we should" I smiled. She walked away and Bumper came back with a drink in his hand. I didn't even know he left.

"This is for you" He handed me the alcoholic beverage.

"Thanks" I took it, beginning to drink it. I finished it in at least 3 minutes and I already felt tipsy. What can I say, I'm a light weight. I drank two more drinks and I was flat out drunk.

"I wanna dance!" I grabbed Bumpers hand as a fast pace R&B song came on. I put his hands on my hips and began moving my hips back and forth.

Bumper's P.O.V

I was sober enough to remember everything tomorrow, and hell was I glad for that.

Lisa began grinding on me and I looked up with wide eyes, spotting Donald laughing at my expression. I didn't know a girl as classy as Lisa could get down and dirty. And I loved it.

I began to realize how drunk she actually was and realized we needed to go back to the Treble house.

"C'mon Lisa" I pulled her hand.

"I wanna stay" She pouted adorably. "I'm having so much fuuuuuun."

"We gotta go back to the house silly goose" I picked her up and put her over my shoulder. I walked over to Donald who had her purse.

"Donald can I have her purse" I asked.

"Sure thang" He grabbed it and handed it to me. "I know what you two will be doin tonight. Get it in love birds."

"Nah man. She's too special for that." I sheepishly admitted before carrying her back to the house.

The whole way there she talked, babbling on about the funniest things.

"Baby bubble" She said, laughing like a hyena. "Is this annoying?" She began making a noise with her cheeks and reminding me of a child.

"Yeah a lil bit" I laughed.

We reached the house and I set her down to open the door, but once the door was open she fell onto the ground.

"Shit sorry" I said, grabbing her again.

"Can you take me to Bumper?" She asked.

"I am Bumper" I laughed.

"I want him to be MY Bumper" She giggled. I stopped dead in my tracks. She wants to date me?

Man I feel like she's so fancy though. If I wanna do this right, I gotta make a grand gesture. And I have to wait for the perfect moment to do it.

I went to her room and set her gently in her bed. I stared at her as she dozed off. She looked like an angel. So peaceful. I kissed her forehead and went to my room, heading to sleep.

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