The Bet of Regret

Chapter 1- The Party (M)

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E V A N

My name is Evan Norris, I'm the star quarterback on my team, one of the most popular guys in school, and a straight-A honors student.

I'm not just popular for my money even though I'm filthy rich. I'm also super hot according to everyone else. I have sandy light brown hair that matches my mom's and big blue eyes that sometimes turn green, I was on the shorter side for guys in my area being 5'10 and all but I had a pretty lean look as well as defined abs so that definitely added to my traits. I was also pretty built from football trainings.

Some people say I'm a player, but so what? I can never get attached to a girl for some reason so I move on from one to the other, I don't see the point in being in a relationship to be honest it's overrated. Everything is so overrated. Kissing is overrated, sex is overrated, hell! Fucking girls are overrated.

My parents always bug me about getting a girlfriend too. My Dads the CEO of a big company that owns many hotels and shit so he's always trying to set me up with his coworker's daughters or force me to be friends with their sons, but I would never do that for him, I fucking hate him.

However honestly, I don't mind being friends with them. They're all rich as hell and I can easily get invited to high school parties through them. I mean I was already popular and being friends with all the rich kids just added to it.

"Hey Evan! Are you going to be at Delilah's party tonight?" A kid Kevin asked me as I got my things together. Kevin was shorter than me and probably had a small dick, he was one of those guys who were scrawny and annoying but somehow relevant enough to be popular. He was one of those guys who always looked sunburnt and was covered in freckles, kind of like a ginger except he wasn't ginger, he was dirty blonde, but hey, maybe he got his hair dyed, if he did I wouldn't be surprised. But it didn't really matter about what I thought about him because he was filthy rich too so it didn't really matter.

"I don't know dude I broke her best friend Riley's heart like a month ago and she's still not over it," I said slinging my bag over my shoulder as we headed out of the locker room.

"Whatever her place is huge just don't run into them and you'll be fine," Josh said slinging his arm around my shoulder. Josh was my best friend since we were kids, and a lot of people mistake us for brothers because of how close we are. We were also around the same height and had the same colored hair and eyes, we also had the same build but Josh was on the skinnier side, our features were a lot different though, while my eyes were super big his were more peaceful and calm. He also had freckles on his face which put him on the cuter side instead of the hot side. I couldn't talk though because my big eyes often made me look cuter and younger, so much so that some girls think I'm a few years younger than them. Anyways Josh wasn't filthy rich but he was pretty well off. He was popular because everyone loved him because of his kind and inviting personality, he was always super and respectful to anyone he met as well so he didn't really need money to make friends. To be honest he was probably the only friend I actually cared about too.

"Fine I guess I'll go, but Josh you gotta be my ride there, my car is getting fixed right now," I said. He agreed and we went over to his house to get ready for the party after school.