CHAPTER SEVEN: THE RULES OF THIS GAME

Adam's POV

The outside of Bianca's house was…well I think a few assumptions can be made when I say almost the whole school was here and basically everyone was drunk out of their minds.

I pushed the little white gate open when Wesley suddenly turned the corner of the house and started running in my direction. My eyebrows furrowed while I looked at what seemed to be firecrackers in his right hand.

I quickly stepped out of the way when about three jocks appeared behind Wesley with slightly black colored cheeks. Wesley gave me a thankful look when he zoomed past me and turned to run up the street.

Those jocks looked like they would eventually run out of gas, but they would probably chase poor Wesley for about four blocks before giving up and trudging back here.

Well at least Wesley had those firecrackers for self defense.

I was still watching the running crowd when I heard my name called from inside. I glanced over to meet eyes with Sadie just inside the door with Dave attached to her hip.

"You guys look like you're having fun," I commented with a grin.

Sadie smiled over at Dave who was hugging her waist from behind with his chin rested on her shoulder. She looked his face up and down one time before smiling back at me.

"Well, you could say that. I didn't know you were a big fan of Bianca," she yelled over the blaring music.

I motioned for her to lean closer so that I wouldn't have to yell out words of the incident Bianca had made me swear not to tell anyone.

"Well I kind of made her jump into my pool in the freezing cold. You can't really ditch someone's party after you make them do that," I explained with a lopsided smile.

Sadie's eyebrows rose when I explained it. "It sounds like Miss Desousa has a crush on you. You're pretty lucky if you ask me."

I frowned and asked quickly, "Why would I be lucky?"

Sadie gently shoved Dave off of her and began walking with me while gripping my elbow. We shoved past drunken teens, and I tried my best to keep Sadie away from any of the douche bags trying to touch things on "accident".

The smell of alcohol was intoxicating now. I could feel the thump of the bass in my feet and chest while Sadie continued to lead me somewhere.

She eventually stopped just inside the living room where kids were dancing and chugging all sorts of alcoholic beverages. But my eyes weren't focused on anyone in particular.

The only person I saw was Bianca who was straddling Owen's lap while furiously making out with him. I was beginning to think she was going to suck the football player's entire face off.

As soon as I met eyes with them, I tried to turn around and leave the party altogether. But Sadie pulled me back while wearing a knowing smile.

Sadie leaned close to my ear so I could hear her and pointed to Owen and Bianca on the couch. "Do you seriously think Bianca is going to have anything to do with Owen after tonight?"

I shrugged and said, "I don't know. She's clearly drunk so probably not."

"Yes, Bianca is probably drunk right now," Sadie explained while rolling her eyes. "But even if she weren't drunk, do you think she'd keep trying at Owen?"

My brain wanted to say no, but my heart was screaming yes. Because I knew exactly what Sadie was getting at here.

"No," I finally answered, "she would probably ditch him and leave him wanting more."

"And has she ditched you yet, Adam?"

I chewed on the inside of my cheek and shook my head with no emotion. My eyes were glued on Bianca and Owen again.

Sadie smiled again and yelled over the music, "And that's exactly what my point is. Bianca would drop any guy as soon as they started getting boring, and she would go look for another guy. But so far, she hasn't stopped trying with you."

Sadie, realizing how serious the topic was making me, said, "Maybe you two share destinies."

"Ha, yeah right. I have to go."

I had jut started to turn when I saw that Bianca had risen from Owen's lap and was looking in my direction with her flirty smile. She had just started walking my way when Sadie released my elbow and patted my shoulder.

"It doesn't look like you're going anywhere anytime soon. Good luck."

I opened my mouth to protest, but Sadie was already shoving her way past the teenagers to find Dave. I grumbled while I watched her squirm around larger guys.

Two arms hugged me from behind, and I felt Bianca press herself against my back with her palms resting on my chest.

"Hey, you," she greeted in my ear.

I shoved her off of me and turned around to watch her with an annoyed expression. But of course, Bianca stepped closer again with her hands on my chest.

"Aren't you going to wish me a happy birthday?" she asked seductively.

"It's not your birthday," I answered with her body still pressed up against mine. "Today is just the party."

"It still counts," Bianca promised. "Do I get a birthday present?"

I swallowed hard and stayed silent while I looked into those eyes of hers. We both knew that she was going to win in the beginning.

I set my jaw and couldn't resist the urge to look her up and down a couple times. My eyes had just met hers again when a grin appeared on her glossed lips.

"It must've slipped my mind," I finally answered after a minute of tamed silence.

Bianca stepped even closer so that her breasts were pressed against my chest. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing would escape. And now I didn't even have the strength to push her off of me.

She had won. She had won and she knew she'd won.

Bianca leaned close and whispered, "I think I can forgive you this time. Let's get out of here."

I could smell the beer on her breath when she got this close. Clearly she was drunk, but had I really expected more from classic Bianca?

Unfortunately she didn't give me anytime to answer. She slung my arm over her shoulder and began to lead me away from the maniacal party.

I gulped when I realized that she was leading me upstairs into her bedroom. Was I really going to let this happen? It was just a game, right? It was nothing serious, so why was I freaking out? It wasn't like Fiona would know about the game I was playing with Bianca…right?

Bianca didn't bother turning the lights on while she closed the door and locked it before taking my hand again. She pushed me down onto her bed and rested her hands on the crooks of my shoulders while I sat there.

"Bianca, just hold on for one second," I warned when I felt her hot breath hit my lips.

She obeyed me, but she never took her hands off of my shoulders.

"No one finds out about this," I said while staring up at the shadow of her in the dim light of her bedroom. "This stays between me and you."

I watched Bianca nod in response before she began straddling my lap. I felt her hands tie around my neck before she began to bring her face towards mine again.

I had just opened my mouth to say something else, when I felt her mouth on mine.

Was this really happening? Was I really kissing Bianca Desousa right now? I was tempted to pinch myself, but I kept my movements under control while Bianca continued to kiss my lips.

Bianca took my open mouth as an advantage and slipped her tongue into my it. Her tongue flicked over mine, and I could taste beer in her mouth.

She bit down on my bottom lip and tugged it with her teeth gently. Bianca pulled away while holding my face and looking me dead in the eye.

I swallowed every ounce of pride I had as I made the next move and began kissing her forcefully. She moaned in response to my taking of control and let me pull her onto the bed.

Her body was intertwined with mine while we continued to make out when I felt her hand touch the bare skin of my stomach. I quickly grabbed her hand and opened my eyes to look at her with warning glances.

"I'm not gonna have sex with you, Bianca," I told her while still holding her curious hand.

But Bianca only grinned before rolling on top of me. She straddled my waist and leaned down to kiss me again. I felt her tongue on my bottom lip when she pulled away this time.

"Neither am I," she explained in a hushed tone. "But I'm still gonna have fun with you. So try not to freak out when I do that again."

I gave her a devilish glare while she wore a taunting smile. I let my eyes close again while out lips moved together in a hypnotic fashion.

And as we continued to inch around in her bed, for once I wasn't worrying. I wasn't thinking about Fiona with Jeffrey Owens. I wasn't thinking about how I was cheating on Fiona with a girl she wasn't very fond of.

The only thing that was on my mind was the girl kissing me with her bitter-tasting tongue exploring my mouth. My hand graced over her smooth skin and found its way to her waist.

Bianca pulled away while gasping for breath from the kiss we'd just shared. "I may never sleep tonight," she admitted through heavy breaths.

I lifted up and whispered, "I know," before pressing my lips against hers again.