Chapter 2: Game Plan
A new day in paradise. Peter Kavisnky felt like he had won. Although the news of his break up was at its peak, he felt like he had managed it pretty well.
He didn't need to talk trash about Gen, that wasn't the guy he was but he had manage to convince his entire class and possibly the whole school that the break up was mutual and that he was completely over it.
He made his way down the hallway; towards his locker, with the same swagger he had had since day one. A mask that hid all his fears and insecurities. A mask no one could see behind. Not even Gen.
He notice how a couple of the freshmen girls were staring at him. He smiled at them and threw in a wink for good measure. The girls squealed and giggled before fluttering away.
Pride filled Peter chest. He still had it.
He opened his locked and searched for his Math textbook when someone shoved him.
"What the heck!?" He exclaimed, slamming his locker shot.
He was about to throw a punch to the idiot who decided to randomly assaulted him but quickly stopped himself when he realize it had been Greg.
"What's got you so angry dude?" Greg asked, smirking.
"You're an ass" Peter sigh, opening his locker back up. Greg laughed and leaning on the locker next to him.
"So about that bet…" Greg casually brought up.
It had been about a week since Greg bet Peter he couldn't have any girl he wanted. For the first few days Peter was worried. What if he picked someone he had never spoken to? Like a senior or a freshman.
Peter consider himself popular but he wasn't the most popular guy in school. His class, absolutely but he was pretty sure that no one else outside his grade even knew who he was.
He panicked and even tried to hint Greg to some girls he knew he had a chance with but after days of panicking, he decided that there was nothing he could do. Greg was a hardheaded as he was.
He just had to wait until he chose someone.
"I know the girl that you're going to woo" He said.
"Are you sure? Because it sure took you long enough to find someone" Peter teased.
Greg taking a long time to find someone was good thing. It meant Greg was doing some recon and couldn't find one single girl that was not interested in Peter.
Maybe he had been right all along. He could have anyone he wanted.
"I was just being careful" Greg said, a hint of annoyance lanced through his words.
"Careful" Peter snorted as he closed his locker. "Why don't you just give up? I won't even hold the bet over you" he teased.
Greg frowned for a second before forcing himself to smirk. "Oh don't worry bro, it's on" he said.
Peter chuckled and started making his way to his math class as Greg followed right next to him.
"So, who's the girl?" Peter asked, bored and uninterested.
Greg didn't answer. He scanned the hallway, his eyes desperately searching for his quest. They turned the corner and he spotted her. "There you go, the girl you are going to woo" he pointed at two girls across the hallways.
Peter raised his eyebrow, confuse.
Two girls stood next to each other. One blonde, one brunette.
"Chris?" Peter asked, his heart pounding hard in his chest. He had to give it to Greg, he might have found the only girl who wouldn't fall for him.
Not only had Chris and he had been friends when they were small but she was also Gen's cousin. Although they hated each other and Peter didn't owe Gen anything, he wouldn't feel right doing that to her.
"No, not Chris" Greg sigh. "She's Gen cousin. She would literary sleep with you just to get back at Gen! I meant the girl next to her"
Peter's eyes shifted. "Covey?"
"Yup. Lara Jean Covey" Greg smirked.
"No way man. Covey use to be Gen's best friend and she's kind of weird and… boring" Peter frowned, shaking his head.
He just had to find the two girls he actually had no chance with.
Greg laughed, patting Peter's back. "A bet is a bet my man! You said I could pick any girl I wanted and I pick her"
Peter grumbled. "This is going to be impossible" he said to himself.
"Go on man. Work your magic" Greg laughed, leaning over some lockers.
Peter let out a sigh and started heading over Lara Jean's locker. Meanwhile both girl were deep in conversation. Chris was telling Lara Jean about her wild night with some boys she had met the same night when Peter tapped Lara Jean's shoulder. "Hey" he said, startling the petite girl.
She looked over her shoulder, confused. "Hey?" she said.
Lara Jean and Chris shared a look. They hadn't spoken to Peter in years and now he was just randomly approaching him. Something wasn't right.
"How are you ladies?" Peter said, cooly.
He tried to keep a calm and aloof composure. "Act like you talk to each other every day. There is nothing weird about this" He tried to assure himself.
"We're good?" Lara Jean answer, unsure on what else to say.
"Listen Peter if you are here to ask about Gen, don't bother. If you didn't notice we're not part of her little crowd or something so why don't you just run along and bother someone else" Chris spat out. She leaned against her locker, arms crossed across her chest, glaring at the boy in front of her.
"I wasn't-"
"Save the pathetic excuse for someone who cares" Chris said, pushing herself off the locker and closing Lara Jean's in the process. "Cuz we really don't care"
She grabbed Lara Jean's arm and dragged her away. Peter stood stunned, watching them disappeared into the crowd. "What the hell just happened?!" He murmured under his breath.
He groaned when he heard Greg laughing hysterically behind him. "Good luck bro" Peter walked away grumbling. He would not lose this bet to Greg.
He just needed a game plan. He needed to get pass Chris first before he could even start wooing Lara Jean. He needed a place they could be alone. Somewhere Chris wouldn't be.
Which happen to be very hard. Chris and Lara Jean were basically inseparable and as far as he knew the only time they weren't together was when Chris was out partying and Lara Jean was at home. If walking up to her in school in the hallway had been weird, he knew showing up at her house without an excuse would be worst.
He just needed an in.
Peter continue his day, trying to come up with a plan to approach Lara Jean but he hadn't realize he barely knew her. The girl was quiet and mostly kept to herself. The only reason he knew about her was because of Gen but that was when they were kids. As teenagers, Peter couldn't remember a single time Lara Jean was participating in something.
She was either just there, head buried in a book or not there at all.
"Damn it, I need to win this!" He cursed to himself, taking his seat in the back of the class in his history class. He placed his books and notebooks in his desk, folding his arms in front of him, over his book before laying his chin down.
"How the hell am I going to woo her if she's never around?" He mumbled to himself.
At that same moment Lara Jean walked into class in all her shy glory. Peter quickly sat up. He hadn't even notice her in his class before.
Lara Jean politely smiled to a couple of her classmates and even shyly waved at the teacher before taking the seat across the room, far away from him.
"There is my in" Peter thought, a smirking playing on his lips. "Greg, you are going down"
Sorry it's kind of short. I promise I will write more in the next chapter.
Thank you to everyone who is reading and I hope you continue to enjoy my story.