Devil Or Angel?

Chapter 2

The pic on the side is of Alyssa (she's the main character)

"One!" Katie hits the bar top as I down a shot of whiskey. People cheer. That's my first taste of alcohol ever. "Two!" she hits the bar. My throat still burns from the first one as I down the second, and then the third, and then the fourth. I keep going and going and going until I get to thirteen.

People are screaming. I stop and stand up, stumbling slightly. I grab a hold of someone's arm.

I hear an evil snicker.

"Damn!" Kendall screams, clapping me on the back. "We need a beer for this one!" she says, slapping a five on the counter. A bottle of beer is handed to me.

"Don't remember me, Princess?"

I look up at the familiar voice and my green eyes darken almost instantly.

It's the douche that totaled my car.

He grins evilly.

I'm still holding his arm. I let him go and march across the bar to the other side.

Kendall and Lauren follow me.

The guy has three guys with him.

"Who is that? He's hot as fuck!"

"That's the guy that totaled my car." I grumble.

"He's hot." Kendall says.

"He's not hot." I grumble.

I sip my beer until it's gone, and then I order another one.

After four beers, ten more shots, this time of tequila, and a glass vodka, I march over to him and his buddies.

I'm wearing skintight black leather pants, a light pink low cut loose tank top, a black lacy pushup, a matching thong, and black high heels.

My hair is down and long and straight.

"You listen up buddy," I say. He smirks. "Play me a pool."

Kendall and Lauren stand next to me.

He raises his eyebrows.

"And if I win?" he asks, getting right in front of me, a centimeter from my lips. His hot breath fans my face.

"You won't. When I win, you have to buy me the exact same Jeep as yours, but red."

He narrows his eyes. "Fine. When I win, I get to take you on a date."

My eyes turn to slits.

"Deal."

His buddies and Lauren and Kendall look shocked.

We shake on it.

"Kendall and I against-"

"No." he shakes his head. "You against me. One on one."

I grin. "Fine." I walk over to the pool table to the guys there.

I put my arm around one of their shoulders.

"How about you move on over for me baby?" I ask sweetly.

He looks at me with wide eyes.

"O-O-Okay." he stutters.

He's not attractive. He has a pizza face.

His eyes drag up and down my body.

He hands me the pool stick.

"Let's go." he stutters to his friend.