Disclaimer: Don't own McFly even though I wish I did, just the characters :)
CHAPTER 1
"Nah, dude, you're wrong, your pull was a complete minger compared to mine!" said Danny as he stepped into the lift with his best mates Harry, Tom and Dougie.
"God, you must have been wasted last night my friend, else you would have been able to see that my girl was far superior to yours," replied Harry, stretching his lean frame out as the lift doors closed.
"Yeah, well, I'm still beating you in the stakes remember –"
"Yeah we all know that Danny," muttered Tom, biting his thumbnail irritably, "though I swear you must have snogged some men to get so many pulls."
"Come on lads we all know that I'm easily the best looking in this lift at the moment, which is why the score stands at - Tom?'
"Eight."
"Doug?"
"Sixty-nine dude," mumbled Dougie. The other boys turned to look at him, eyebrows raised, "Okay then, fifteen."
"And Harry?"
"Nineteen."
"While I run away with the title of champion babe magnet with a score of –"
"Twenty-six." Chorused the lads dully as they traipsed out the lift.
"Just remember Jones, there's still another three weeks left in the competition," Harry reminded him, pushing him roughly in the back as they headed to the hotel lobby, "I could easily overtake you before then."
"Hah! Yeah, in your dreams mate!" laughed Danny, "I could have any girl in this hotel and you know it."
"Oh yeah?" challenged Tom, "So if we were to pick you a girl, any girl, you'd have her out on a date by the end of this week?"
"By the end of today mate."
"Fifty quid says you can't."
"Each?"
They all nodded, grinning slyly – Danny Jones may be smooth, but he always went for the cheap shots, there was no way he would manage any girl they picked out for him.
"You're on then." Said Danny, eyeing up a glamorous brunette chatting away on her mobile phone.
"Ok then, we choose…"
Harry, Tom and Dougie looked around the reception area at the many women entering and leaving the hotel.
"How about her?" Dougie piped up, pointing to a girl heading towards the reception desk.
She was dressed casually in Converse shoes matched with a fitted pink t-shirt, slightly revealing a toned midriff and just a hint of some Girl Boxers peeking out from the waistband of her anti-fit jeans. She pushed her hair back roughly with one hand, straight and blonde and shining under the hotel lights. Her skin glowed, fine as porcelain as her large dark green eyes glanced around the place, her lips mouthing along slightly to whatever song was playing on her iPod. She was pretty, no doubt about it. Harry, Tom and Dougie grinned at each other evilly – there was no way Danny was going to have this girl pulled by the end of today.
"Still think you can do it?" asked Harry, watching the girl head towards the stairs, gym bag in hand.
"No problem," smiled Danny, rubbing his hands as he followed her in the direction of the hotel gym.
"You know, I hate the gym," mused Tom, "But if it means getting to see Danny crash and burn, I think I could handle it just this once."
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