•~~Shane~~•
My roommate basically dragged me to the party, as she told me not to do anything, my makeup was perfect and wasn't completely dry. It took me two hours deciding on a dress and her agreeing on it, one hour to do my hair and one hour and thirty minutes to do my makeup, leaving us thirty minutes to get to the party.
"What is your name, anyway?" I asked her. She looked up from her phone to answer me, "Hm? Oh- Rebecca. And you?"
"Shane." I answered as we walked into the house where the party was. It was so familiar. The drunk guys, the somewhat sober girls, the "virgin" punch and apple cider, that "someone" spiked. Totally on accident."Ooh," Rebecca said, wiggling her eyebrows and eyeing up Charlie. Oh how I loathed Charlie. Our moms were best friends, as they wre best friends since freshman year of highschool
On the other hand, I always hated Charlie. He seemed obsessed with me. He would ask me out in sixth, seventh and eighth grade. Finally, he was fed up with me rejecting him and took my tampons, pads, and bras and sold them to the boys in our class.
"What's special about him?" I asked her. "He's Charlie Yeary!" She said giddily, jumping up and down like a second grader getting a My Little Pony themed birthday party. "What's not to like about him?" She screeched.
"Uh, he stole my tampons, bras and pads on the second-to-last day of school of eighth grade." I said, rolling my eyes. "Whatever," She said smiling, "That was eighth grade! Six years ago. Get over it."
"Whatever.." I sighed and went to get a glass of water, It wasn't spiked.
•~~£~~• The next friggen day because I said so •~~£~~•
•~~Charlie~~•
I woke up and didn't realize where I- oh shit. Today's the first day of class and yesterday was the party.
My head is throbbing. Why am I so dumb? It's because im hungover... I got ready for the day and sat in the middle row, next to a girl wearing jeans, her head down, but i swore i could recognize her blonde-silvery hair. Anyway, those jeans made her ass look magnificent. I ignored that fact that I recognized her hair, and said to her, "Your ass looks magnificent in those jeans," I saix smirking.She quickly whipped her head around and glared at me. Oh shit. It's Shane. "What the hell?" She said widening her eyes. "I said you have a nice ass!" I mumbled, knowing that the teacher had started teaching. "You don't just randomly say that!" she said, sounding offended. "S-" "Mr. Charles and Ms. Shane.. Do you have something to say?" Mr WeiseenGuider said.
"Can i stand up a-" "ERR- NO WE DON'T" Shane said.
"Hm... Since is seems like you two know each other, you might as well work together on this project. I'll be handong out the papers, and you may begin."Shane groaned and moved her desk closer to mine. "Alright," I said, getting ready to read the paper. "You and your partner will work on this project together, this is a school-year-long project, whereas will count as most of your grade for this year and some for next year. The idea is to go to three different states, and write ten facts about them." I nodded and smirked, knowing that Shane and I would spend the entire school-year together. Shane, on the other hand groaned.
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HumorShane had never been really fond of Charlie, as he has been the most popular guy in college, he also had claimed the role "most chugger." She had assumed that a person who wasn't drunk heard the name from a drunk guy, and remembered it. After Charl...