Next chapter! I loved writing this chapter, and for all of you One Direction and Justin Bieber fans, there's a small little 1D and JB reference in this chapter, thought you'd enjoy it LOL. Anyway, I hope you'll like this chapter!

Alvin looked at me for a brief moment before returning his gaze back towards the road. "What?"

"Well, you know how my car kinda, sorta broke down a few weeks ago?" I asked.

"Yeah..."

"Well, I was wondering if you have a ride to the party tomorrow night?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm driving myself." He answered.

"Anyone else?" I asked.

"Nope, just me." He said.

I raised my eyebrows in doubt. "Really." I retorted. "No hot girl to make out with on the way to the party?"

He rolled his eyes. "What do you want, Brittany?"

I smiled sweetly at him, which once again, was fake, and said, "Do you mind driving me there?"

Alvin laughed that cocky laugh of his. "Why? Can't you let one of your cheer preppies drive you?"

"None of them have any more space in their car, and my car is pretty much dead. And besides, you're my last option." I said, shrugging.

He rolled his eyes again before glancing over at me. "Why should I drive you?"

I smiled sweetly at him. "Because I'm your bestest friend in the whole wide world, and you would do anything for me."

He glanced over at me for a moment and smirked. "You gotta come up with a better excuse than that, Brittany."

I groaned to myself, slouching back into my seat. I was starting to get annoyed. "Alvin, If I'm not at the party tomorrow night, then the whole party will be ruined, the cheer squad will never ever talk to me again, and-"

"Am I suppose to feel bad for you?" He scoffed.

"AND...I'll blame everything on you if you don't drive me there." I said.

"Me?" He exclaimed.

I nodded. "Yeah."

"And tell me why it would be my fault?" He asked.

"I'll just tell everyone that you wouldn't drive me there. Then we'll see who's laughing at the end." I said, admiring my manicure.

"So, you're gonna blame it on me either way?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Pretty much."

Alvin groaned. "I hate you so much."

I smiled. "But...?"

He sighed deeply. "Fine. I'll drive you there tomorrow. One condition though."

"What?"

He reached over towards his car's stereo and put the volume up before giving me one more quick look and said, "You're driving yourself home after practice from now on, the moment you get your car back."

I shrugged and smiled darkly. "Deal."

I arrived home shortly. I went upstairs to the bathroom, got out of my cheer uniform and took a long shower before jumping into a comfy shirt and sweatpants before going downstairs to the kitchen. As usual, my sisters were at the table doing their homework. I opened up the fridge and grabbed a cup of yogurt.

"Guess what?" I asked them, leaning against one of the kitchen counters.

"What?" Jeanette asked, not looking up from her calculator.

"Miss Miller is letting me go to the party tomorrow. I mean, why wouldn't she anyway? This is my party after all." I said.

Eleanor looked at me. "Miss Miller is letting you go? Or did you lie your way into going?"

I rolled my eyes. "Well, it wasn't exactly lying..."

"We heard what you said to Miss Miller yesterday. It sounded like lying to me." Jeanette said.

"Oh come on. If I told her the truth, then she wouldn't have let me go. And if that happened, then everyone at school will laugh at me. Even the science geeks and math nerds will laugh at me." I said, then hesitated. "No offence, Jeanette."

"None taken." Jeanette muttered.

"But Brittany, it was wrong to lie to her." Eleanor said.

I sighed impatiently. I love my sisters to death, but sometimes they could be so damn annoying. They try to make me feel guilty, and though I have thick skin, and that it'll take me more than this to make me feel bad about my actions, it still annoys me that my sisters talk to me as if I'm 5 years old.

"I had to, Eleanor." I said. "And it's only just this once. It's not as if I've snuck outta the house a trillion times before."

She shrugged. "Whatever. If you're gonna get caught, then it's not our problem."

I rolled my eyes again and said, "I'm not gonna get caught."

"Who's driving you there, though? Your car isn't working." Jeanette said.

I sighed, hating the fact that my sister asked me this. I sighed again and said, "Alvin."

Jeanette and Eleanor both looked at me, then at each other before they burst out into laughs.

"Alvin? Are you serious?" Eleanor asked. "Will you guys even be able to survive the car ride there without killing each other?"

"Look, I'm not too fond of the idea of going with him, okay? But I had no other choice than to go with him. The rest of my squad wasn't able to drive me. And besides, if I had a choice, I'd rather walk there than to ride with Alvin." I said.

Jeanette laughed. "Well, I really hope you two don't murder each other before arriving at the party. Imagine how sad it'll be if the captains of the cheer and football team aren't there."

I slightly rolled my eyes but said, "But promise me that you won't tell Miss Miller about this. If she ever brings this up while I'm at the party, tell her that I'm at the sleepover, okay?"

Eleanor sighed. "Britt..."

"Please, Elle. If Miss Miller finds out, she's gonna put me under house arrest, and she's probably gonna make me quit cheerleading. And you two wouldn't want me to be moping around all day, would you?" I said.

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "But Brittany, that-"

"Pleeease Eleanor?" I begged.

My sisters sighed and looked at each other. Jeanette looked back at me and said, "Fine, Britt. We won't tell her."

I sighed in relief then smiled. "Thanks, girls. I knew I could count on you."

It was finally Friday, aka party day. I have been waiting for this day to come for so long, and I couldn't believe it was finally here. I was already the most popular girl in school, but I could tell that this party was just gonna make my popularity sky rocket over the roof.

It was the Friday after cheer practice, and the cheer squad and I were in the locker rooms, going over some final touches for tonight's party.

"So, we all arrive there at around 6:30pm, and the doors open at 7pm, agreed?" I asked.

"What time does the party end, though?" Vanessa asked.

I shrugged. "When do these types of parties usually end? 2am? 3am?"

"Whatever, we'll decide once we get there. In the mean time, she should all get going now. We all know how long it takes for Brittany to get ready for parties, right?" Trixie said, looking at me.

We all laughed before we all exited the locker room. Alvin was waiting for me in the hallways again, and we both got into his car before he began to drive me home.

"What time do you want me to pick you up?" He asked me.

"Pick me up at 6. I need to arrive there early." I said.

"Fine. Just don't be late." He said.

Once I arrived back home, I instantly bolted up the stairs and took a shower. I had no time to waste in primping myself. As the captain of the cheerleading squad, I had to look absolutely perfect, and I will not accept anything less.

After my shower, I literally spent 20 minutes sitting in front of my closet in nothing but my towel, staring into my closet wondering what to wear. And that's when I started to get frustrated, because I honestly couldn't decide. I looked over at the clock, it read 4:30pm. I only had an hour and a half before Alvin arrives.

"GOD!" I groaned. I was so frustrated, I felt like pulling my hair out of my head.

"Britt?" I heard Jeanette's voice come from the other side of my door. She slightly opened it and popped her head inside my bedroom. "You okay?"

I sighed as I got up off the floor. I was still in my towel, but I went and sat on my bed. "Yeah I'm fine. I just don't know what to wear."

Jeanette rolled her eyes as she entered my bedroom. She stood beside my closet and pointed at it. "You have nothing to wear? Brittany, you have enough outfits to last you your entire lifetime."

"Yeah, but Jeanette..." I groaned, getting up and walking over to my closet. "I don't know what to wear."

Jeanette groaned. "Look, Britt, I'm no fashion expert but come on, you'll look fine in anything."

She was right about two things. One, she was not a fashion expert at all. If there was one major difference between me and Jeanette, it would be our taste in fashion. Sometimes I cringe whenever I see what my sister wears to school, I mean, she's always wearing a sweater and jeans and her hair is always tied up in a bun. I don't even know how I'm related to her, to be honest.

And two, I do look good in anything I wear. I usually never have a hard time choosing what to wear, but today was different. I felt like screaming. I just had no idea what to wear. And it wasn't just clothes. Nope, I also had to find the perfect shoes and accessories.

Being a girl can be so painful at times.

Jeanette began to search through my closet, but after a while, she looked back at me and frowned.

"What?" I asked.

"Does Miss Miller even know you own half these clothes?" She said to me, pulling out a very revealing tank top out of my closet. "Brittany, half of the things in your closet are so...skimpy."

"Skimpy?" I asked.

"You know...short and revealing?" Jeanette said, holding up the shirt in front of my face.

I rolled my eyes before snatching my tank top out of her hands. "Well I think they're cute." I muttered.

Jeanette sighed as she pulled out a strapless floral dress. "Why don't you wear this?"

I sighed to myself. I have come to conclusion that my sister, both of them in fact, have no sense in fashion, and what was in style, and out of style. "Jeanette. I'm going to a club, not to a picnic." I said.

My sister rolled her eyes. "Okay then. Well, I'm outta ideas." She said before heading back towards my door. "Good luck finding what to wear."

I sighed deeply as I watched my sister walk out of my bedroom door, closing it behind her. I stared back at my closet and sat back down on the ground. I thought about what Jeanette said. My clothes were not that skimpy...I guess. But whatever, I need to stop worrying and start deciding what to wear, or else I'll just go insane.

After much contemplating, I finally decided to wear a pair of jean booty shorts, and a pink tube top that easily showed my belly button. I matched my outfit with a pair of black ankle-length high heeled boots. I looked at myself in the mirror and damn, I looked amazing.

I straightened out my hair, curling it just a bit at the ends, then did my makeup. I decided to bring a small purse to hold my phone and my makeup, you know, just in case of emergencies. I looked at the clock again. It read 5:30pm.

But I knew I couldn't leave the house wearing this outfit because what will I wear when I get back? I had to make it seem as though I just came back from a sleepover, and plus, I couldn't risk the neighbors seeing me in this outfit, so I carefully put on some baggy sweatpants, and a hoodie over my revealing outfit, making sure it didn't ruin my makeup or my hair.

I spent the next 30 minutes making sure everything was just absolutely perfect, and before I knew it, it was already 6pm. I descended down the stairs and popped my head into the living room to say goodbye to my sisters.

"Remember, don't tell Miss Miller about anything." I said.

"Don't worry, Brittany. We know, we know." Eleanor said.

"Thanks. See you guys tomorrow." I said before walking out of the living room, and out on the front porch to wait for Alvin.

After a few minutes, he arrived. When I got into his car, I looked over at him, and at first, I couldn't recognize him at all. In fact, the moment I saw Alvin, I was kind of shocked.

Alvin had dark shades over his eyes, and his hair was still messy, but it was a...sexy kind of messy. He wore a black leather jacket with a black Ed Hardy t-shirt on the inside, and wore dark jeans and white shoes.

He looked...wow.

But what the hell was I talking about? Ew, stop it. This is Alvin Seville you're talking about.

He removed his shades from his eyes and looked at me dumbfoundedly. "Uh...nice outfit, Britt."

And that's when I remembered that I was still wearing my hoodie and sweatpants. I rolled my eyes. "Don't be stupid, this isn't my outfit. I'm wearing my actual outfit right under."

"Why?" He asked.

"I told Miss Miller that I'm going to a sleepover, and besides, I wouldn't want the neighbors to catch me in my outfit." I told him.

He smirked. "See? I knew you didn't tell Miss Miller the truth."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Anyway, do you mind looking away? I wanna take these off." I said, referring to my sweatpants and hoodie.

Alvin rolled his eyes and turned away, looking out of his window. I quickly removed my sweatpants and upzipped my hoodie, revealing, once again, my jean shorts and my pink strapless tube top. I threw my clothes in the back seat once I was done.

"Okay, done." I said.

He sighed and looked back at me. I smiled darkly to myself when he saw me. I think the amount of skin I was revealing surprised him a bit.

"Wow, Britt. I didn't know this was a slut party." He said, looking at me.

I hit him across the arm. "Jerk."

He laughed. "I was kidding, jeez."

I sighed, preparing myself for the next 30 minutes of hell I had to endure with him. "Whatever. Anyway, let's go. I don't wanna be late."

He laughed to himself before he began to drive. As I looked out the window, I was wondering to myself why my heart was suddenly beating so abnormally fast? The moment I saw Alvin today made me feel all...weird on the inside. I could barely even recognize him out of his usual school clothes.

But then again, he probably felt that way towards me just moment ago when I revealed my outfit.

I've known him all my life, and I know he's the bad boy type, but gosh, something about today made me feel so...I don't know, I can't explain it. I've always been into bad boys, but there was just something about Alvin, today especially, that made my heart skip a beat.

Ugh, what was I saying? This is Alvin Seville I'm talking about. This is the kid I've known all my life, this is the kid who's guts I hate with a burning passion. But still, I couldn't deny the fact that we were friends. We may not seem like it, but we are friends, close friends in fact.

Though Alvin is literally the 'king of the school', and that he could be a hot headed, egotistical jerk, I still knew him well enough to know that he really was a nice guy. And though we fight on a daily basis, I honestly don't know where I would be without him.

But like I said, he's just my friend. I may want to strangle him most of the time, but he's just my friend. My best friend.

I tried to push all of these thoughts away. It was probably just my head messing with me.

"Anyway, do you know the directions to this place?" I asked him.

He smirked. "Have I ever steered you wrong, Britt?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Well, let's see...yes."

He laughed. "Don't worry, I know where I'm going."

"Good, because if we don't arrive there in time, you are so dead." I said.

"That's no way to talk to the guy who's driving you." He teased.

"Whoops. Did I say 'we'? Sorry, I meant 'I'." I said, before my cellphone vibrated on my lap. It was a text from Trixie.

Are u on your way?

I replied back.

Yup. Just left home. I'll be there asap.

"How mad do you think Miss Miller will be once she finds out you're going to a party, and not to a sleepover like you said?" Alvin said.

I put my phone back down and glared at him. "She's not going to find out."

"But what if she will?" Alvin asked, smiling darkly at me.

"She won't." I fired.

"What if I tell her?" He asked.

I glared at him and frowned. "You wouldn't."

He smiled and shrugged. "Maybe."

"It's not like you're being a saint right now, either. And besides, does Dave know you're going to a party?" I asked him, referring to his dad.

Alvin's smile dropped.

I gasped and laughed. "Aha! So I guess I'm not the only one who lied to their parents, huh Alvin?"

He rolled his eyes. "Fine. We'll keep this between ourselves, alright?"

I laughed to myself. "Whatever you say."

After about 10 minutes of driving, it was getting quiet. Almost too quiet, it was starting to get awkward so I decided to reach over to his car's radio and started to flip through different stations until I could find a song I liked. I finally got to a station where they were playing 'Live while we're Young' by One Direction.

"Nice try." Alvin said, switching the radio station to his own music.

I glared at him. "Turn it back." I said.

"My car, my music." He said, not even looking at me once.

"Oh yeah?" I said, switching the radio back. "My party, my music."

Alvin rolled his eyes. "That's such a stupid excuse." He said, before turning the radio station back to his own music.

"It's not too late to uninvite you." I said.

"It's not too late to turn this car around." He answered back.

I shrugged. "Oh well. That'll mean that you won't be able to go to the party either."

Alvin laughed. "Actually, I'll still be able to go to the party because I'm the one with the car, not you."

I frowned, unable to come up with a comeback. I sat back in my seat and folded my arms across my chest. But seconds later, I reached over and turned the radio station back to the music I wanted to listen to.

"Would you quit it?" Alvin asked, turning the radio station back.

"Me? I was the one who turned on the radio first!" I exclaimed, turning back to the station I wanted.

"Like I said, Britt..." He switched back to his own station. "My car, my music."

"Well can you at least listen to something decent? God, I don't get why boys nowadays are into dubstep. It's so annoying." I muttered.

He laughed once. "Okay, you do not want me to get started on the music you like. To be honest, I wouldn't even consider it as 'music'."

I rolled my eyes before switching back to my station. 'Live while we're Young' had just ended, and now 'Beauty and a Beat' by Justin Bieber was playing.

"Now this song is even worse." Alvin said.

"Whatever." I said.

"How about this." Alvin groaned, before turning the radio off. "Let's just not listen to anything."

"Fine." I muttered, sitting back in my seat. "You're so annoying."

"Right back at ya." He said.

I sighed before looking out the window, but honestly, I was so use to arguing with Alvin that I wasn't even bothered by it anymore. We've known each other almost all our lives that arguing was literally like a daily routine for us.

About 10 minutes later, I was getting bored.

"Are we there yet?" I groaned.

"God, Brittany, relax. It's not like we're gonna be late or anything. The party hasn't even started." He said.

"I know, but I'm so bored. And I literally can't stand another minute of being in this damn car with you." I said.

He scoffed. "Oh, and you think I'm liking the idea of being stuck in this car with you too?"

I rolled my eyes, not wanting to answer. I felt my phone vibrate again. I picked it up, noticing that it was a text message from Noelle this time.

Are u almost here, Britt?

I quickly texted back.

I'll be there soon.

Seconds later, Noelle texted back.

Okay, but be careful when you enter the woods. It could be kind of confusing.

"Noelle said that the road into the woods can be sort of confusing." I said to Alvin.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Alvin said.

I looked out the window. I sighed. Thank goodness it was Summer, meaning that the sun doesn't set until much, much later. And living in LA makes everything so much better. Today was a perfect day in itself too. It was sunny, not a single cloud was in the sky, and of course, I was on my way to the most amazing party ever.

Like mentioned, The Poison Orchid was located in the woods, and I could tell that we were almost there because Alvin was now driving though a forest-like path. The sun was still high in the sky, but I could see it dimming in the background as we drove deeper and deeper into the woods.

"How much longer?" I asked.

"I dunno. 10, 15 minutes maybe?" He said.

I groaned. "That long?"

Alvin just sighed as he ignored me. I laughed gently to myself, loving the fact that I was annoying him this time. I turned my eyes back onto the road, but squinted when I saw suddenly something in front of us. From a distance, it looked like a shadow from one of the trees, but as we drove closer to it, it started to look like an animal...

"Alvin, watch out." I said.

"What?" He asked.

He continued to drive, and he wasn't slowing down. The car was approaching the animal, or whatever it was, even closer now.

"Alvin, LOOK OUT!" I screeched.

"Brittany, what the fu-"

But his words were cut off instantly, and I began to scream. And before I knew it, the car had swiveled out of the way, and we were no longer on the road. Outside the window, I could see trees and grass quickly passing by us, and that's when I realized that we were now speeding down a steep, dark hill, down into the forest, into the middle of nowhere.

OMG! :O

What's gonna happen to them now?

By the way, I LOVEEE writing arguments between Alvin and Brittany. I think their arguments are my favorite things to write, like, ever. So you guys will be seeing more little cute fights from these two.

Oh, and I just want everyone to know that I LOVE One Direction and Justin Bieber. I wasn't trying to insult them or anything, I just wanted to portray how Alvin would have acted if they came on the radio lol.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and PLEASE review! (: