Getting to Know You
Alvin and Britney's story
Part III
PREVIOUSLY…
"Hey, are we still on for the recording studio after school?" he asked, once his thoughts were back in control.
"Definitely," Britney smiled, looking forward to the duet covers they were going to do that afternoon, "I wouldn't miss it for anything! Now get off to class Romeo, or you'll get detention again." She said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek and headed off to her second period gym class.
Unbeknownst to either Alvin or Britney though, Susan had seen and heard the entire conversation, and she was much less the quiet girl than people thought. And she was following Britney to her next class with a wicked plan in mind.
Britney was in the gym, practicing her cheerleading routine when she was approached by Susan.
"Hey, you're Alvin's friend right?" she said, interrupting her practice.
"Hold on for a second. ALL RIGHT GIRLS! THAT WAS GREAT, NOW TAKE FIVE AND GET SOME WATER." Then turning to Susan, she answered, "Yeah, I am. Who are you?" Britney asked rudely, wondering what this girl was asking for.
"I was just curious why you guys were holding hands this morning." Susan replied, clearly trying to find some sort of explanation for why Britney was stealing Alvin from her.
"Oh, that," Britney said feeling a little self conscious, "Well, Alvin and I are going out now you see, and if it's any of your business, couples do that sort of thing. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason, I was just curious is all. When did you guys start going out?" Susan asked trying to contain her anger.
Now these questions were not uncommon to Britney, she herself had used them for years when she was trying to get between a hot guy and his unworthy girlfriend, so she knew what was going on when she answered, "Well, if you must know, he asked me out when he was sleeping at my house. It was a lovely night and we were outside looking at the stars when he told me how he felt. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" she asked, clearly trying to needle Susan.
"Oh. Well then, I guess since you guys are going out, you already know that me and him used to have a thing. I was hoping to offer you some tips." Susan replied pointedly, trying to goad her into a fight.
"No thanks, if you did have anything going, which I doubt, and it's no longer there, then your tips obviously didn't work the first time around." Britney said, choosing not to rise to the bait, for once.
Well, if you want to be a little bitch about it, fine. I'll leave you alone then." Susan snapped, spinning around to leave the gym.
On her way out though, she made a slight detour into the girls locker room and found Britney's locker with her things in it.
"Let's see how you deal with stuff now, you selfish bitch…" she muttered to herself as she replaced Britney's white shirt with her own "special" one.
When the bell rang for gym students to redress, Britney led the cheerleaders back into the locker room sweaty and exhausted. It had been a great practice except for that creepy girl at the start of the period.
"Hey Brit, you got any deodorant?" her friend Beth asked from across the row.
"Sure, just give me a second." Britney replied reaching into her locker to pull out her clothes. When she had changed out of her gym clothes and put on her school clothes, she handed the deodorant to Beth.
"Thanks Brit, I forgot mine today and…" she trailed off looking at Britney's chest.
"Beth? What are you staring at?" Britney asked, kind of creeped out at the sudden attention her friend was paying to her bust. "Uh, I'm up here Beth. Besides, don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Uh, Brit, I do have a girlfriend, but that's not what I'm staring at. Is that your shirt you're wearing?"
"Yeah, why, is something wrong wi…" she asked stuttering to a halt as she looked at the words on her shirt that had not been there that morning.
There in big block iron on letters, were the words,
ASK ME HOW MUCH FOR HEAD
"What the hell!? This isn't my shirt! Who the fuck messed with my clothes!?" Britney yelled at the locker room, taking off the offensive fabric and holding it over her head so that people could see why she was so pissed.
"Holy shit Brit, don't stand there without your shirt on. Do you want the guys at the peephole to see you?" Beth said trying to calm her friend down.
"Oh please. We plugged that ting up weeks ago. And I want to know just who the hell thinks it's funny to mess with me!" Britney retorted.
"It was probably that creepy girl who was talking to you earlier." One of the newer cheerleaders, Jessica, said, "I saw her walk in here earlier when I was going to the restroom."
"And you didn't stop her and maybe find out what she was doing?" Britney asked accusingly, as if Jessica had helped the person responsible.
"Calm down Brit, we'll find you a new shirt and then we'll go tell the principal. He'll get her, don't worry." Beth said soothingly, trying to calm down her friend.
"No, I want to deal with her personally." Britney said with a look of pure wrath.
"Yes well, you can't kick her ass without a shirt on. I wouldn't mind, but I think the school would." Beth said appraisingly, while at the same time sifting through her bag trying to find a spare shirt that Britney could use.
"Ah, here we are." She said, finally pulling out a simple pink blouse for Britney to wear.
When Britney had put on the shirt she said thanks to Beth and stormed out of the room heading to her third period, all the while planning out exactly what she was going to do to that bitch Susan.
Lunch couldn't get there fast enough for Alvin, as he sat in the back of his Algebra II class, trying to stay awake and waiting for the bell to ring so he could go to lunch and hang out with Britney some more.
"Pssst, Alvin, you awake man?" Josh said next to him, trying to be sneaky about it.
"Yeah, somehow, whatcha need?" he responded sleepily, turning to his friend.
"I heard you and Brit finally hooked up. That true man?" He asked rudely
"What do you mean by hooked up" Alvin asked suspiciously, after all, it was Josh who had dared Alvin to do most of the things that he got in trouble for.
"I mean, did you finally get the balls to ask her out?" Josh asked laughing at his friends confusion.
"Oh, yeah, I did. What's it to you though?" Alvin asked defensively, still unsure of where he was going with these questions.
Josh looked up to make sure that they were still safe from the teacher's attention. When he was sure that they could continue, he said, "I was just curious, how far have you guys gone?"
Alvin's face glowed a little as he replied, "That's none of your business."
"I freaking knew it! You haven't even kissed yet!" he cackled under his breath.
"We have, I just don't see how what Britney and I do or do not do is any of your business."
"Chill out man, I just wanted to know because I got a great idea for a bet…" Josh said.
"Uh uh; I remember the last time I took one of your bets, I won but I was grounded for a month." Alvin replied, trying his best to ignore Josh's pleas to hear him out.
Finally, after listening to his whispered begging for almost ten whole minutes, he turned to Josh and asked exasperated, "Alright, what is this bet?"
"Ok, get this," Josh started smiling, "I bet you fifty bucks that you can't get to third base by the end of the month. If you don't bring proof, it doesn't count."
"God, you are such a pervert." Alvin said in reply.
"You're just scared you'll lose. Besides, think of what you could get Britney if you won… you could take her out for a night on the town." Josh continued to try and wheedle a positive response from Alvin.
"If I do this, you swear she won't find out? And this is just between you and me? No betting pools?" Alvin asked apprehensively.
"Absolutely, I swear, she will never find out."
"Alright then, but you'd better keep your word. Or I'll personally beat the shit out of you." Alvin said threateningly as he shook Josh's hand.
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I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. And I'm sorry that it took so long for me to write these two chapters, I promise that the fifth chapter will go much faster. I hope.
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