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Chapter 3 ~ Corbyn ~

"Come on, let's go to a bar! My uncle owns one and I'm sure he will let us in."

I roll my eyes. Is Christina insane?

"Absolutely not! You know me. That's not my kind of thing."

I could tell she was rolling her eyes, even through the phone.

"Seriously? I know you're looking for an adventure."

I let out a soft chuckle.

"What makes you think that?"

She sighs. 

"That day you deleting that picture off of Corbyn's phone? You didn't have to go all out and dress like Daisy. We didn't even have to get his phone."

"Yes we did! I don't want anyone else to see that picture of me!"

"Oh my god, Ro, he has been one of your best friends since first grade, he seriously is not going to make a big deal  out of it, or even judge you, he loves you."

"Maybe you're right... I guess my life is just so boring. Well not anymore..."

"Why? What happened?"

"Andrew and me... we almost kissed today."

"What? How?"

Then I explained what happened. It was nearing three in the morning, both of us needed sleep so we said out goodbyes. But I didn't get a wink of sleep that night. Why you may ask?

~School~

As I am getting my stuff from my locker I get the feeling I'm being watched. I am.

I shut my locker door and lock eyes with the one and only Andrew. The reason I can't sleep at night. The reason I can't focus in school. I shouldn't feel this way! How would I explain it to Daisy? From what I have heard this guy completely broke her heart.

I walk right by him, breaking eye contact once I pass him, and I over hear Corbyn trying to get his full attention.

I take a seat and put my head down, the lack of sleep is killing me. Suddenly, I feel someones presence. 

"Did you think about it?"

I lift my head and find Christina, with Corbyn by her side.

"You know what? Let's do it."

She squeals.

~Later that night~

Christina and Corbyn sat in the front seat while i third wheeled. I frowned as I thought of the possible outcomes. I could get drunk and my mom would freak out. I could get drunk and lose my virginity. Someone could spike my drink. There were just so many ways this could go to shit.

As we walk in, the smell of liquor invaded my sense of smell. Christina sees her uncle and pulls Corbyn to the bar, I assume i'm supposed to come to come to so I trail behind. I sit next to Corbyn, seeing it is the only other seat left and watch as Christina introduces Corbyn and I.

The man puts a tray of shots in front of us and smiles, as he turns to grab another bartenders arm, he turns around and makes instant eye contact with me. 

Woah okay then.

"This is Ky, he will be your bartender for the remainder of the night."

He then turns to the guy and whispers to him. 

"That's my niece and her friends, all of their drinks are on the house."

Ky nods as Christina's uncle walks to the backroom.