The Ugly Bet

Chapter 9 - The Gameplan

Dustin

I don't know if my phone didn't alarm or I just didn't hear it. It's already 10 and I'm too late for the morning classes. I tried to get up but my head hurts badly and I felt like to throw up. Damn hangover... I covered my eyes with a pillow and tried to remember what happened last night.

Everything went back to me. Everything that we talked about... the two bottles of Jack Daniel's that we emptied, the funny stupid stories from our past and the conditions of the bet... Oh yes, that bet. Today's just an ordinary Tuesday if it wasn't because of that. I could just call anyone to drop by here now to get my workbook in Math and pass it this afternoon for me while I stay here in the house to sleep for the whole day and get this shitty hangover gone but that would mean an advantage for them and a day ahead of me to winning the bet. Who knows, that nerd is actually a nympho slut, or a desperate bitch or a hopeless romantic fan of anyone of us and with just a wink of Sean or Keith she'll have any of them locked inside the ladies room or in the lockers.

Screw that!

With that thought I was able to stand and walked to my bathroom. My tummy's churning and I have to load it to make me feel better. I went down to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of cold water. I need that coz I don't want to look wasted when I go to school later. I scanned my fridge for something to heat. I live in this house alone but I have a help who comes here very early every morning to clean and cook breakfast. I don't have to be 18 to live independently. My allowance for a week is more than enough to feed me, and even my friends, for a month. My savings since last year is already big and even if my parents stop giving me money, it would still be enough for me to live in luxury for at least half a year. Maybe that's the benefit of having super workaholic parents and being the only child. I have all the material things for myself.

I heated the pasta and toasted some bread. I should have much energy for today coz dealing with Elyzabeth Dale would drain all your spirits out. After having my breakfast, I went to shower and shaved. I looked at my handsome smooth face which I'm sure every girls would die to have the chance to touch.

I can't imagine me crossdressing, or being slave, and the worst, my head being shaved!

That won't happen. They won't win. I won't allow that.

Then I thought of my prizes soon. Bragging rights, additional savings, and their cars for two weeks...

And Ashley Dale...

That thought made me excited. As soon as I go to school, I went straight to the cafeteria where I'm sure everyone was, including her. When I entered the cafeteria, everybody was looking at me. Ashley was staring at me, Tracy's hungry eyes were raking all over me and all other girls can't take their eyes away from me. Why shouldn't I say I'm irresistible when I obviously am? I walked to my crowd and noticed that Pamy wasn't there.

"Hey, why didn't you attend our classes this morning? You missed everything!"

"Really?" I smirked at Sean. "I doubt it." I looked at the spot where Ugly Betty is sitting. Her back is on me and when I saw who she was talking to, I can't help it but frown. "What is Pamy doing there?"

"We don't know. She just said she wants to befriend someone. She never told us that's her." Keith answered while looking away. I don't know but I could sense some worry in him. Or maybe it's just imagination.

"Just wait me here guys, and don't dare follow." I announced as I walked towards the nerd's table. Pamy saw me coming and she frowned. I don't understand why she's not on our table, I don't like her talking,or befriending, Elyzabeth Dale, and most importantly I want to know what's the matter or why she's like avoiding us. I want to talk to her about whatever her problem is and get her back to our table, but as I get near them, something haunted my senses again.