A/N: I had been tossing the idea for this around in my head for some time now. I just randomly got the inspiration for it right now, at school. I know it's a short beginning, but please bare with me on that one. The first chapter will be nice and long. Review, bitches. You know you want to.
Like most things in Derek Harrington's life, it all started because of a bet. It wouldn't be the first time a bet had gotten him in trouble either- how could he forget the time he downed sixty chocolate puddings and puked all over the Fishers' lawn? Or the time he let a pig run loose during the freshman orientation?
But this time, the stakes were a little higher. It had begun in a perfectly ordinary day; he and Cam were sitting out on his front porch, drinking grape sodas and throwing rocks at passing bikers. But that all changed when Massie Block rode past, her cherry red convertible gleaming in the midday sun. Her friends were in tow- when were they not?- and Cam had leaned back, whistling slowly.
"Still got your eye on Claire?"
Cam nodded, and took another sip. "She's…..something else, all right."
"You can say that. But she's nothing in comparison to Massie."
"Massie? I thought you were over her, dude."
Derek cleared his throat and looked away, hoping that his facial expression didn't give away his true feelings.
"It's not like you could get Claire into bed with you. There's a reason you're seventeen and still a virgin." Derek laughed nervously.
"And you're not? Dude, you have to be kidding me."
"I almost lost it to Alicia Rivera, you know."
"Yeah, key word being almost." Cam laughed and took another gulp.
"Well, at least I am not lusting over a girl who is taken."
"Josh isn't good enough for her. Douchebag."
"And you'd do better?"
Cam stuck his chin out, his multi colored eyes blazing, "Yeah, man. I would."
"Sure you would."
"Shut up!" Cam punched his friend in the arm, and Derek socked him back, causing him to spill his soda over his jeans.
"Nice one. Claire will think you're super hot with wet pants."
"I bet that I could lose my virginity to her before you lose yours."
"Oh really?" Derek raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah."
"I think I am about to be two hundred bucks richer then."
"Only if you borrow the cash from Mommy and Daddy."
"Like I need it." Derek scoffed.
"You're on."
"It's a pleasure doing business with you. Just be prepared to lose, and cry to your teddy bear, Mr. Snuggles."
"Hey, leave Mr. Snuggles out of this!"
"I'm sure Claire would find that super sexy."
"And Massie is going to find your collection of action figures hot?"
"It's better than some gay teddy bear."
Derek didn't expect that grape soda would make his hair so sticky. But that, unfortunately, was just another mess in the vacuum cleaner that was his life.