"Whyyyyyy?!" Braxton whined when I refused to do a keg stand. I mean, why would I want to? I'm sorry, but I don't feel like wasting half my stomach on alcohol, then throwing it up at school in a few hours. Plus, I can't go to school hungover. It might ruin my reputation as the only girl at school that hasn't came to school while in the process of trying to get over a hangover.
"Becaaauuuse! I don't want to. Why can't we do something fun? Like make out or something?" I said, leaning so close to his we might as well be making out at the moment.
"Yeah dude. Just kiss her already!" Some guy from the crowds yelled.
"Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!" Is what the crowd was yelling two seconds later.
"Damnit Kate. I was trying to control my urge to make out with you, but you just HAD to say that, didn't ya?" He said, right before starting to kiss me. This is fun, not doing keg stands. We sat there kissing while, for some reason, the crowd was cheering. "We should go to my house. It might be a little more fun there." he said, causing the crowd to "oooh." I mean, it would be, but I have to be at my house, plus my mom will be waking me up in an hour.
"Okay, but not for long. You have an hour."
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The Bad Boy Next Door
Novela JuvenilThings on Kate Michael's Bucket List: 1. Go to the top of the Eiffel Tower. 2. Graduate from art school. 3. Fall in love with the boy of her dreams. Who knew the boy of her dreams would be her new, sexy, badass next door neighbor? Will they fall in...
