Part 2

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"I'm going to go hang out with Andrew." Allie said getting off the couch and walking away.

"Bethany," Maddy said to me. "I re-checked your schedule. Athletics is an advanced class. Thought I'd let you know. Now, I'm going to go check on Joey, okay?" Then she left.

And then it was the two of us. Peter and I. I haven't said anything to him. But I should break the ice because, man it's getting awkward.

"New girl," Peter said to me. "Call Andrew over for a second."

"I have a name you know." I said, then called Andrew over.

"Bring me a bunch of vodka's. And bring some for new girl." Peter said to Andrew.

"It's Bethany." I said with some attitude.

"Chugging contest. Three vodka's'." He said putting three vodka's infront of me. 

I am Bethany Jagers. Never, have I ever, drank. And here I am, about to have a chugging contest. "What? You don't drink? New girl, is also a good girl. Whatever." Peter said, opening his vodka. I hate when people call me "good girl." So what, I don't drink. What's wrong with that? I opened up my vodka bottle.

"Cheers." I said, hitting bottles. Then I drank my vodka like tomorrow wouldn't come. I paid no attention to Peter, just my three bottles. "Done." I said when I finished.

"Not bad, new girl." Peter said, giving a small smile. And might I say, it was cute. I'm pretty sure he knows that he has a cute smile. Turns out, he finished before me. Should have expected.

"So new girl. Made it in Pearson. Smart and new. How many advanced class? Probably one, high chance of two. You look like it." Peter said, opening up a new vodka bottle.

"Um, three actually." I said nervously.

"Are you serious?" Peter said, with his mouth hanging. "What classes?"

"Math, English, and athletics." Yeah, I sounded like a nerd.

"You know, there's this one guy, who got four advance classes. So, yeah you're a nerd, but not cool like him." he was bragging. Probably his friend.

"Whatever. I don't really care about others." I said looking away from him.

"You know," Peter said "you're the first sexy nerd I've ever seen?"

AWKWARD! How do I reply to that?

"Woah. Slow done with the compliments." Peter said with sarcasm.

"You're the first sexy guy I've ever seen that..." I didn't know what to say. Bad boy? No, I've seen a lot of bad boys in the movies. And they were good looking. Drunky? Nope, seen them in the movies too.

"Yeah, let's keep it like that." Peter said, taking another sip. Did he just make me compliment him?

"Here Jagers." Andrew said hanging me a cup. "have some pop." I accepted.

"What type of pop is this? It's delious." I said, then took his class.

"It's a special one. Made by me." Andrew replied.

Peter's POV

She stole Andrew's glass and drank it all down. She got up and started to walk, but fell over. "Stupid heels." she said outloud. She took off her shoes, and broke the heels. "Here pretty boy, keep the heels." she said tossing them at me. I picked up the heels, and when I looked up, she was gone.

"Dude, you got the girl drunk, and now she's gone." I said to Andrew slapping him on the chest.

"Look after her man. I've got to make sure no one breaks anything fragile." Andrew said walking away.

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