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Chapter 8

It's been a good party so far. Thank God for Sidekick, so I can keep you all informed. Stay tuned, it's going to be a bumpy night!

Guy stared unable to believe what he was seeing. There was Connie pushed up against a wall her arms above her head, Luis the one holding her there, kissing her. The room started to spin.

"Guy!" She squeaked.

"I know you're new to juggling," Luis laughed and kissed her neck, "But," She pushed him away, "Connie."

"Guy," She walked over to him.

"I can't believe you," Guy shook his head. "Either of you," He pointed at Luis and walked away. Connie ran after him.

"Guy it wasn't what it looked like," She said, grabbing his arm he shook her off.

"You're so full of it," He shook his head, "'We just have to be honest with each other baby,'" He looked at her. "So when were you going to tell me that you were hooking up with Luis?"

"I didn't plan for it to happen," She said earnestly, tears coming into her eyes. "It just did, I was so angry at you. We went for a drive, and I don't know, it just felt so good." He pulled her close and kissed her. "Guy," She lost her breath her knees going weak. He moved down her neck and then whispered in her ear.

"Enjoy this baby," He whispered and then nibbled on it, "You are never going to be this close to me ever again." He kissed her again. "And you'll be sorry." He moved away and then turned around. She swallowed and started to cry.

"I'm bored," Gabby whined, Scooter sighed. "Why couldn't we have thrown a party? You know at your house," She kissed him. He was already bored with her, except for being spry and overtly sexual, Gabby was kind of a shallow ditz. "Can't we go someplace else?" She pouted.

"Gabby, come on," He said, "We just got here."

"I like it better when we're alone," She said. He grunted as she started to nibble down his neck. He looked over and saw Julie on top of Portman and his hands in her back jeans pockets. Scooter wanted to go over and rip her off of him. She hadn't let him touch her ass until like two months in. She'd been with Portman for like five days.

"Fine, we'll get out of here," He stood up taking her hand and leading her out the door. At least if he fucked Gabby she'd shut up for however long it took.

"Hey Fulton," Tammy walked sheepishly over to him, a drink in her hand. Charlie was talking to a few of the other Ducks.

"Well look who it is," Fulton laughed, "Everyone's favorite slut." She looked down, "Line up boys, this one's gotta keep busy!" She sighed, "Portman's busy with Julie, but I'm sure once they're done you can have some fun, but after that I'm out of best friends for you to fuck."

"It's not like that," She said shaking her head, "It just sort of happened!" He snorted, "You're being unfair, and you know it!" He looked at her. "You could have asked me out. It's not my fault that Charlie beat you to it!"

"If you're trying to make me regret something you're doing a really bad job," He said sharply. She swallowed, it wasn't even what he was saying it was how he was saying it. He was so mean. She'd seen and heard him be mean before but never to her.

"I regret it," She said trying to keep from crying. Fulton was the only boy she had ever cried over, but she couldn't do it in front of him, she wouldn't. "I wanted you."

"Too little too late," He shook his head and walked away. That had been horrible, he got inside.

"Fult!" Charlie ran over to him, "Have you seen Tammy?"

"She's outside," He said, "I hope you two are really happy together," Charlie looked at him. Of course, he was an idiot. What kind of an asshole was he?

"Fulton, I'm sorry," Charlie said softly, "I should've known."

"Yeah," Fulton said, "You should have." He noticed a girl who he'd seen looking at him all night was now flat out staring, he smirked, took another drink and walked over to her. "It's not polite to stare," He whispered.

"Who said anything about manners?" She smirked back. She could play this game.

"I'm Fulton," He smiled.

"I know," She nodded. "Emily."

"Emily," He whispered and leaned down and kissed her, "You wanna get out of here?"

"I thought you'd never ask," She said pressing herself close to him. Maybe it was the booze or the pot or just how pissed off he was, but he wanted to do things to any girl who'd let him, and Emily obviously would. She took his hand and lead him into one of the extra bathrooms. He smiled, she was one of these.

Annie stood in Adam's bedroom pacing back and forth waiting for him. They'd decided to pretty much skip the party but he was going down to get them drinks. She'd been in here before, as his tutor they spent a lot of their time in his room, but this was different. He came back in.

"Hey," He smiled his big friendly smile, "I wasn't sure, so I got both alcoholic and non alcoholic alternatives." She laughed, and took one of the beers. She'd never really drank before, but maybe it would take the edge off. "OK then." She sat down nervously. "Are you OK?" He said. Maybe he should have suggested they just stay at the party. But he really just wanted to spend time with her. If they were at the party he'd end up having to do Yager bombs with Ken and Dwayne. But Annie was clearly not the kind of girl who hung out in a guy's bedroom during a party, which he definitely liked.

"Yeah," She laughed, obviously still uncomfortable, "I'm fine." What did she do? She put down the beer and did the only thing she could think of. She pushed herself into him and kissed him hard.

"Annie," He murmured into her. He'd made out with girls before, but he hadn't liked any of them the way he liked Annie, so he got caught up in it much quicker, and he moved her gently onto her back and started kissing her neck. She was so beautiful, with her red hair spreading out on the pillow, and her long pale neck arching with the rest of her back. Annie could feel her toes curling under as Adam slid his hand up her thigh, her dress riding up almost over her waist.

"Adam wait," She stopped him, he looked at her and then he realized what position he'd put her in.

"God, Annie, I'm sorry," He sat up, "It's just, I really like you, and,"

"It's OK," She said softly, "I mean, I really like you too, I just need to go slower."

"We could just go downstairs if you want," He shrugged, "Find a quiet corner and talk or whatever."

"Quiet corners are good for other things too," She giggled.

"Yes they are," He nodded.

Spotted:

Speedster holding a girl while she cried. Honey, what exactly did you expect?

Senior boy, um, masking his grief with a senior girl. We all know he's pretending she's someone else.

Tutor girl and Tall boy coming downstairs looking a bit unkempt, who knows what exactly went on between the two of them. I'm guessing it didn't involve any kind of math, maybe biology?

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