Alone

Chapter 2

Alex's POV

"Dude, we were all waiting for you," my best friend greeted me as I entered his villa.

"I know, I'm sorry bro, but I had to practice ice hockey, you know, because of the upcoming season."

"It's alright, I'll wait in the living room."

After kicking off my shoes and shedding my jacket, I made my way to the living room.

They were all engrossed in a heated discussion about football, their voices echoing off the walls.
I couldn't care less about football,
but it seemed to be the topic of choice for my friends.

Throwing myself onto the couch,
I reached for the popcorn bowl, faking interest in their conversation.

At one point, the discussion shifted to gossip about certain players and
then transitioned into bragging about hook ups with girls from the cheer team.

It disgusted me how they talked about women, reducing them to trophies.

Unlike them, I'd only been with a few girls, all of whom were my girlfriends.
But, of course, I was the butt of their jokes for that.

"What about you, Alex? You got any chicks lately?"
,one of them jeered, eliciting laughter from the group.

"No, I have not," I replied curtly, tossing a pillow in their direction to silence their laughter.

"Admit it, you just got no game at all," another chimed in, provoking more laughter.

"Please, I could get any girl I want," I scoffed.

"Sure, buddy," they retorted, exchanging knowing looks among themselves.

"What?" I asked, genuinely confused by their reactions.

My best friend, Cole, stood up, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Prove it."

"What?" I repeated, still not comprehending.

"Proof it," Cole insisted.

"How?"

"You know that one girl, Olivia?"

"Who?" I admitted, drawing blank on the name.

"That one girl from English class? The quiet one who always keeps to herself?"

"Oh, the weird girl. What about her?"

"Get into her pants."

"What?" I sputtered, taken aback by the audacity of his suggestion.

"Get into her pants and prove to us that you could get into anyone's pants, then we'll stop annoying you."

"But why her?" I asked, bewildered by their choice.

"Because she talks to no one and seems like she doesn't want anyone to talk to. She's like impossible, dude," Cole explained, his smirk widening.

I hesitated.

"Deal," I agreed, shaking his outstretched hand as a sinking feeling settled in my gut.

What had I gotten myself into?

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