The Challenge

Partying

“Chillax babe, I’ll do you a return on your favor.” “What?” I eyed him suspiciously. “I’ll be your chaffer tonight. You know, for the party at Blake’s house.” He winked at me, and wiggled his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes. God knows how many times I had done that, that trick would NEVER work on me. EVER. “No thank you.” I had better plans. At least I planned something. Something that would make him feel jealous. I hope. If it succeeded. 

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I walked down our street to James’ house. James was one of the hottest football players in our school’s football team. He was a good friend of mine, but sadly Chris' too, always the peacemaker between Chris and I. I hoped he would do a favor for me. 

Knocking on the door and feeling a bit uneasy, I stood there on the familiar porch where we used to have playdates sometimes. The door opened. “Hey Ali, what’s up?” James could always tell if something bad was going on.

“I need to ask you for a favor,” Taking a deep breath and swallowing, I continued. “Can you fake being my boyfriend tonight at Blake’s party so you know, I’ll win the competition?” I could just see the wheels spinning i his head. Nervous, I said it was fine if he didn’t want to. Always being the gentleman every girl expected him to be, he gave in. 

Unlike Chris, James was the kind of guy who didn’t go out with girls a lot. Him not being a player was what I admired about him. “Fine. Meet me here at seven.” I grinned, placed my non used bribe- one dollar in his hand, thanked him, and raced home. So far, so good.

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It was six fifty when I finally finished getting ready for the party. I slipped myself into a strapless short dress. Hah! I couldn’t wait for his defeated expression. If the plan worked. Believe me, it was hard walking in a super short/thin black piece of cloth [that people claimed was a dress], but was really worth it. [ Libby stated that guys <more like pervs> would love the fact that it hugged all of my curves. I just shrugged and went with it. ehh...]

After adding a last few touches, I half wobbled down the sidewalk to his black convertible, and basically fell into his car. He helped me up and brought out a more comfortable but equally pretty pair of flats. “Welcome to my humble car m’lady.” I started laughing at his horrible attempt of sounding british, and he laughed too. 

For the whole 10 minute ride, we were engaged in a laughing fit and attempted british accents. I guess its a thing between us since second grade. When we finally arrived, both of our faces were red, and stomachs hurting.[I should have never bothered with blush] Oh well. I had to show how much fun I was having with my ‘boyfriend’ and without him. 

Leaning on James shoulder, his arm slung across my hip, James and I acted oblivious to the other guys staring at us. Did I look that good in makeup and that tiny dress? I should do that more often.

Chris was right in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by a bunch of even sluttier looking girls pawing at him. Although I thought I saw him grimacing bitterly. I winced at what the girls were doing to him, and buried my face in James shirt. He was used to me doing that whenever I didn’t like what I saw. I knew it was childish but it was only a thing between Libby, James, and I. No biggie. Anyways, it would probably just emphasize I was ‘dating’ someone else that Chris. Not trying to brag, but did I mention Chris, James, and I got the best acting award every year? Yep. We were the top, and most competitive students. Well. At least Chris and I were. 

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Chris sensed me staring at him, and I blurted the only thing I thought of to him. “Why looking so bitter? Can’t decide who to hook up tonight?” I admit it was one of my worst comebacks ever, causing the sluts to shoot daggers at me. What shocked me was that Chris seemed affected by what I said, covering his expression a bit too late. Ba-bam! One point for Alice! I couldn't keep my grin in. 

He suprised me by running over, grabbing my arm and twirling me around. I jerked away and leaned against James. He hugged me protectively and whispered in my ear. "I know I'll regret it but its for your own good." I tensed up.

Suddenly, He cupped my face and kissed me smack on the lips violently. His hand trailed down my back. I kissed back, with an equal amount of passion. It was my first kiss, and I never expected it to be like that. Well, I gotta make the best out of it. Grabbing a fistfull of hair, our kiss became more fast paced, desparate, and I had to admit, It was the best one I could have expected.

I pulled away, gasping for air, and rested my head against his shoulder. James was grinning smugly at Chris. "I had always wanted to do this," He mumbeled against me. I raised one eyebrow. I guess I'll have to find out about that some time later huh.

Hey guys! If you are reading this right now, this is the edited version.This chapter is dedicated to Bliar, or JessGirl93.If you haven't read her books, go check them out! Also, thanks for choosing to read The Challenge, as one of my first works, It means a lot to me. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I tried to edit it this time.

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