The rules were simple, the bet was not. People say "When you play with fire, you get burned." and she was standing at a bonfire. Future Fic. TRORY
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not the show or the character in it.
Author´s Note: Have you ever seen the show "Now and again"? How they make people talk to the camera sometimes to share how they feel and stuff. I´m going for something kinda like that with the italics.
The story might be a little OOC but I´m guessing since i´s in the future everybody can change. Please read and review, I´m not sure about this idea... let me know what you think.
Chapter One
I really don´t know how I got myself into this. Well, I do know how I just don´t know why. Wait, I know that too... Oh God! I can´t do this, I just can´t. And let him win?
An image of him smirking as he realizes his victory flashes through my mind.
No f:::ing way!
What was he doing at the reunion anyways? It´s not like he graduated from Chilton. Stupid Madeline. Really, I know he went to Chilton most of the time and I know he was still considered king even after he left, but to encourage him to go to the reunion. Now, THAT, was completely out of place.
I keep on mentally rambling as I tried to put on some mascara. I don´t usually ramble, well except when I´m nervous, but I´m not nervous about this. I am not!
Here´s what happened. I went to my high school 10 year reunion and there he was Tristan Almighty DuGray. How dare he? He hadn´t even graduated from Chilton. Of course, my new group of friends turned out to be his old group of friends and we ended up together all night. By the time we had to go home I had managed to get myself into this damned bet.
- - Flashback - -
"Well, Mary, it seams like it´s finally the two of us."
"And what exactly makes you think that I´m still a Mary."
"You are wearing a turtle neck."
"I happen to be cold."
"You happen to be a Mary."
"Whatever."
"Are you saying you are not a Mary?" This is getting annoying, can´t Paris just get back with the drinks already.
"I´m just saying that I´m not as naive as you think I am." Images of Dean´s ring on the nightstand flash through my mind. "I could play any guy here just as well as you play your girls."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
"Mind to give a demonstration?"
"Tristan, I´m not about to work my charms on someone just to show you I can."
"How about you work them on me?"
"Excuse me? You´re nuts."
"I´m not. C´mon it will be fun. One date, just you and me, anything goes and the one to cave in first looses."
"What do I get when I win?"
"Anything, just as long as it´s not illegal."
- - End of flashback - -
See, he was smirking by then, cuz he knew I would say no. And I hate it when he does that. It was that stupid smirk that made me say that comment on playing people. I don´t do that. Never have... I did learn how to, from the best, when I was going through some cynical phase after Dean broke my heart for the last time and I wanted to break every man´s heart. But fortunately I got over that before it even begun.
So I heard myself accept and put out the rules. I got the choose the first part of the date, he got the second. He would pick me up the following Friday, that´s today... at 6:30, thats in 10 minutes. Oh shoot! I´m not even dressed yet! This is going to be bad.... so bad, I know it.