Alexander Walters:"So you missed the football match because you were planning a date with this girl?" Nathan asked, positioning the snooker cue in front of the white ball, ready to aim. "Yes, I did. I had to make sure everything was in place for the date but she still didn't show." I explained and Beckham snickered. "I can't believe you prepared a beach date and a romantic room in some hotel, spent all that money to buy food and crud but she still blew you off." He laughed and I rolled my eyes. "What the fuck? He booked a fucking hotel for the boring nerd?" Nathan joined in the laughter, finally making a play with the cue. I was unamused. I didn't understand what the boys found funny about it. "Nathan, I was as shocked as you are when he told me about it. Going through all this for a prude virgin who won't still give you sex." Beckham spoke and for some reason, I felt a wave of annoyance fuel in me as he insulted Katherine. I collected the cue from Nathan. It was my turn now.
Katie:Shot Count: six. "More!" Katherine clamored, slamming her shot glass on the counter. The barman turned around, setting aside the napkin he was just using to clean, and came to attend to Katherine's order. Make that the seventh shot of whiskey. "I…wa— I want vodka." She slurred, changing her order and I immediately faced her with urgency. She has to be kidding me. Vodka would drive her insane, she's far gone as it is and we should really be getting home. But here she is asking for vodka now? She can't handle it. She can't handle it anymore. "Katherine, that's enough. You can't have vodka. You've already had six shots of whiskey and this is your first time taking alcohol, you should slow down a bit." I tried to reason with her, but she shook her head vigorously in naught, burping right after. "You…can't tell me— me what to…do Katie. Katherine wants…vodka, Katherine ge— gets vodka." She snapped back at me, her speech uncoordinated and her own burps interrupting her statement
Alexander Walters:Why is Katie calling me? What's the occasion? She has never called me before. And how did she get my number? Oh right, Katherine must've given it to her. I picked up the phone, "Hi, Katie." "Hi, Alex." Her voice sounded slurred, was she drunk?"Katie? Are you drunk?""Yes, but Katherine is in an even worse situation than I am. She's currently puking in a bush right now." Katie stated and worried with a sense of urgency flooded my veins at the mention of Katherine. What have these two girls gotten themselves into? "What do you mean Katie? Katherine's throwing up? Did she eat something bad?""No. She chugged down eight shots and is drunk as fuck. She got sick and started throwing up." Katie revealed and I was instantly puzzled. The Katherine that I know that had never even kissed a boy, took down eight shots of alcohol? What the fuck? This must be a silly joke. Katherine can never."Katherine took eight shots? You're kidding me, right? Katherine doesn't drink, sh
Katherine ThornesA banging ache assaulted my brain and jolted me out of sleep. My eyes sprang open the moment the pain hit me with a ravaging force. I let out a low painful groan, it was all I could muster despite the excruciating pain and that's because I was so tired and drained to go any louder. I gently got up, trying not to increase the headache with any careless movements, and sat atop the bed. The curtains were open, as well as the windows, giving way for the rays of sunlight to slightly sting my skin. My headache was killing me. And my mouth tasted like shit, I couldn't even swallow my own saliva. I needed an aspirin and a good brush right now. I carefully got out of bed, only then that it dawned on me, it was at that moment I realized this wasn't my bed, those weren't my curtains and windows, this wasn't my room, and hell, these weren't my clothes either. I paused, freezing just at the edge of the bed. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up. What the fuck happened
Katherine Thornes:"Right now?" I had to question. Why right now? I just woke up from totally blacking out, a missed day at school, and a terrible headache. Going on a date with Alexander was on the least of my list and I thought we had initially agreed to have it sometime next week. "Yes, right now Katherine. I've already bought you a dress, shoes, a purse, jewelry everything. All you have to do is say yes and have the time of your life tonight." Alexander offered. My jaw slacked at his statement. Did he buy me a dress? Not only that but shoes, a purse, and jewelry? Wow. I can't believe he would go to that extent for me. Just for an ordinary date with me, an ordinary girl. Ordinary Katherine."You got…all that, for me?" I questioned. I instantly regretted why I got so surprised and flustered by his gifts and let it show in my expression. It was just mere clothing and accessories, but I was so shocked and impressed, I couldn't control my stupid emotions. It was kind of embarr
Katherine Thornes Rachel is family, and my dad would be so unhappy if I don't attend her birthday party. He's trying so hard to make Rachel and I bond plus, I really like her too. But then there's Alexander, I can't promise and cancel a date twice because of both my mothers. Then again, they're my mothers and family comes first. I have to do the right thing even though it would make Alexander unhappy again. I dropped my phone and picked up Alexander's folded T–shirt. I stepped out of my apartment and headed to his. I knocked on the door and a few moments later, it creaked open and Amalia opened up for me. "Hi! You're back." She smiled. "Come in." She added, opening the door wider to accommodate me"Thank you." I smiled too, stepping into the house. Alexander was in the living room, dressed in another tucked-in shirt and a pair of black trousers this time. He was putting on his cufflinks. I have to admit, he looked so hot and classy in this outfit, I was already feelin
Katherine Thornes"Really, dad?" I beamed at my dad's announcement. I couldn't believe my ears, I was going to be the one who would take over my father's business. My father's billion-dollar business if I may add. Wow. Being thrilled was an understatement for how I felt. "Yes dear, anything for you. And you are the rightful heir to the dynasty. You're smart, intelligent and you're strategic. The business would flourish better in your hands." My father added and it felt so nice hearing him compliment me. He always did, right from when I was little. He encouraged me and always made me feel better about myself. I've missed him so much. I've missed this so much. "Thank you so much, dad. I'm honored, really." I appreciate him, truly meaning my words. This is honestly going to be a life-changing step. "You know what Katherine, keep this between me and you, and don't let your father know." Rachael began and I started to laugh because my father was literally just across the table and she
Katherine Thornes"WHAT?" I questioned, shocked to my bones at what Alexander had just said. But there's no way we could possibly have a test tomorrow, all tests were supposed to begin next week. How come Mr. Thomas fixed his test for tomorrow? And how come I wasn't aware? Or is Alex trying to mess with me? I am always current on anything concerning exams, studies, and tests. So what's the meaning of this now?"What do you mean Alex? There's no test tomorrow, Mr. Thomas never announced that." I corrected him, Alex must be out of his mind or trying to play a sick prank on me right now. "Do you have memory loss, Katherine? Mr. Thomas told us today in Chemistry class that— oohhhhh." Alexander cooed in realization. "You weren't at school today because you decided to get drunk and pass out the whole day," Alexander added, a hint of mockery in his tone. I needed that. My bad life decisions and choices had led me to get drunk and miss a whole day of class. Now, I have nine hours until sch
KATHERINE THRONES I drove back to the apartment complex, my heart racing with anticipation, fear, and excitement as well. The cool evening breeze swept through my hair as I navigated the familiar streets. I couldn't believe I had finally mustered the courage to confess my true feelings to Katie. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest, and for the first time in a while, I felt genuinely free.She was my best friend, after all, and she deserved to know the truth. It was so hurtful and stressful hiding it from her. It was a relief to have her support, even though I knew she was still processing everything.As I parked my car and made my way to Alexander's apartment, a sense of nervous excitement coursed through me. I wanted to make things right, to show him that my feelings were genuine. I wanted to apologize for running away and accept to be his girlfriend for real this time. I wanted this. I wanted to be his own. I wanted to be his girlfriend. I knocked on the door a
ALEXANDER WALTERS My heart raced as I stood outside Katie's house, my phone pressed against my ear. I had answered the call without really thinking, assuming it was Katherine reaching out to talk. But then I heard their voices, Katherine's and Katie's, and I realized that I was eavesdropping on a private conversation. I hesitated, feeling guilty for unintentionally invading their privacy, but something made me keep listening.Katherine's voice came through the phone as she spoke to Katie. "You remember when we made that plan for me to date Alexander for revenge."I felt like the world had stopped around me. Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I gripped the phone tighter, my heart pounding in my chest.My grip on the phone loosened, and I felt a sinking feeling in my chest. They had made a promise—a bet. I quickly disconnected the call, my heart heavy with a mix of anger, hurt, and confusion. I leaned against the side of the house, my mind racing. How could I have been so foo
KATHERINE I ran as fast as my legs could carry me out of Alex's apartment and sped into my car. I turned on the ignition and drove off quickly. From my rear mirror, I could see Alexander running after me and calling my name, but I didn't want to stop. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I was crying and my makeup was starting to become a mess. But I couldn't hold back the tears, I had to let them flow freely. Why did Alexander ask me to be his girlfriend? I wasn't ready for such a confession and neither do I think I'm ready to become his girlfriend yet. I had not expected that he would confess his feelings to me. But that didn't change the fact that I was madly in love with him, I loved him dearly. But I was still not ready to be his girlfriend, not yet. In fact, I would've rejected him right there on the spot, but my heart wouldn't have been able to stomach the reaction on his face. So that was why I ran away. And now, I was on my way to Katie's house because there was a l
ALEXANDER WALTERSAs I drove back home from the snooker place, the words of our conversation with Nathan echoed in my mind.I tried to brush them off, but they lingered like an unwelcome shadow. Despite my determination to stand my ground, his doubts planted a seed of uncertainty in my heart.Nathan's words played on repeat, reminding me of my Playboy past and how I used to pride myself on never getting attached. I had built a reputation, and my friends expected me to maintain it. But with Katherine, everything had changed, and I couldn't ignore the emotions that now consumed me.As I stopped at a red light, I let out a frustrated sigh. It was true; I had been an asshole in the past, using girls and never caring about the consequences of my actions. But Katherine was different. She made me want to be a better person, to be worthy of her affection and love.I couldn't help but feel a pang of hurt at the thought that even my friends doubted my capacity to change. Did they see me as inca
ALEXANDER WALTERS Nathan lined up his shot, eyeing the snooker table with a determined look. I smirked, leaning against the edge of the table, holding my cue stick casually."You know, I'm still not over you beating me in that video game last week," Nathan grumbled. I chuckled, remembering the intense gaming session we had. "Come on, man, it was just a game," I teased, trying to get under his skin."Just a game? It was a matter of pride, dude," Nathan retorted, taking his shot and sinking a ball into the pocket.I took my turn, aiming carefully and sinking my ball with ease. "Well, I hate to break it to you, but I'm just naturally better at video games," I said with a smirk.Nathan rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah, yeah, keep gloating. You got lucky, that's all.""Luck had nothing to do with it, Natw. It's all about skill and strategy," I replied, trying not to laugh. "You should take lessons from me. He rolled his eyes and let out a stifled chuckle. "So, are we going to rematch i
KATHERINE THRONESI shut my locker, and there he was, Alexander, with that charming smile on his face. "Hey, Katherine," he greeted me warmly.I couldn't help but smile back at him, feeling my heart flutter in his presence. "Hey," I replied, trying to sound cool and collected."Ready to leave?" he asked, and I nodded eagerly. "Yeah, let's go," I said, my excitement barely contained.“Awesome.”He reached for my hand, and I felt a jolt of electricity as our fingers intertwined. It was such a simple gesture, but it meant the world to me. We walked together to his car, and as he opened the door for me, my heart skipped a beat. Climbing into the car, I couldn't help but steal glances at him. His presence next to me made me feel giddy and alive.He started the engine, and we drove off, the world passing by in a blur. We chatted and laughed along the way, enjoying each other's company without a care in the world.As we drove, I felt a sense of comfort and happiness wash over me. Being wit
KATHERINE THRONES As our lips gently parted, we gazed at each other lovingly. Alexander's smile lit up his face, and he playfully teased, "Well, I have to head to class. I have morning classes this morning, unlike some people who lied about theirs earlier." He chuckled, taking a lighthearted jab at my earlier excuse.I rolled my eyes, trying to act annoyed, but a laugh escaped my lips. "Okay, okay, you got me there," I admitted, unable to hide the smile on my face. "But just so you know, I'm still going to Mrs. Freeman's A.P. English class later."He grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, I'll be looking forward to that," he replied, leaning in to peck me on the cheek. My cheeks flushed, and I playfully nudged him."Do you want to hang out later? We can watch a movie at my house," he asked with a grin.My heart skipped a beat, and a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "Okay," I replied, trying to hide my excitement.He leaned in and pecked me on the cheek, causing me t
KATHERINE THRONESI couldn't bear the thought of him announcing to the whole school that we had sex, just like he had done with all those other girls.My mind raced with worry, and without thinking, I bolted away from him as fast as I could. I needed to find a safe place to hide. I dashed through the hallways, my legs carrying me as if my life depended on it. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. The door handle to the chemistry lab was the first thing I grabbed, and I tumbled inside and closed the door behind me, leaning against it to catch my breath.Luckily, it was empty.My heart thudded in my chest, a mix of anxiety and anticipation flooding my senses. I was scared that he had succeeded in using me, that he didn't care about me at all. I know he swears that he was a changed man. But I couldn't shake off the feeling. What if everything we had shared meant nothing to him? The thought shattered my fragile hopes, leaving me feeling vulnerable and betrayed.As I hid in that
KATHERINE THRONES My eyes fluttered open the next morning, and then they widened in sheer horror. Today was a Monday! "Christ!" I sprang out of my bed and saw that I was still in the same clothes from last night – I had not even bothered to change out of them. My eyes were hollow and even stung in pain from all the tears I had cried last night. I glanced at my alarm clock, I had to be in school in the next thirty minutes and the drive to school was fifteen. I'll be late!I quickly hopped into the bathroom and freshened up quickly. Afterwards, I went to my wardrobe and took out a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, I quickly slid on my converses and I was out of my apartment's door in a dash. I drove to school as quickly as I could and silently prayed not to be pulled over by the cops. Luckily, I was somehow able to make it into the premises in time. I took a look at myself from the glass of one of the windows in the hallway, I looked like a zombie. My hair was a mess – I had simply