Genesis is one of the popular bands in our school. They got an offer from a big recording company, and this concert is their way of celebrating and thanking their fans.

Joanna has a big mouth, that’s why I know. Her crush happens to be the drummer of the band.

“OMG! Fire, he’s so hot!”

See? I was right. She wasn’t a fan of their music, it’s just the guy.

“You already have a boyfriend, Anna.”

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t be such a kill joy! He’s just my crush. Let me show my support for him, just for tonight!”

I shook my head as I watched her jump up and down.

I’ve never been crazy over a guy and I won’t be. That’s why I won’t understand her.

Every time the hem of her dress goes up, I struggled pulling her short dress down to cover her thighs.

Why did she even wear a dress?

I glanced at my watch. It’s already ten o’clock in the evening. She begged me to stay and finish the concert. I didn’t want to feel bad, so I gave in.

Tomorrow will be hell for me. Thanks to her. Well, not everyday she goes to a concert like this.

I regret not bringing a book with me, since I just sat there as she enjoyed the night. The concert was about to finish and I was fine sitting all by myself.

Well, not until my name was called and a freaking stick came flying on my way!

“And there you have it folks! Sapphire Jane Collins and Irish Jordan Martinez! Thank you and have a great night!”

What the heck?

“OMG! You caught his drumstick! They chose you! Go get the other one, Fire!”

Wait… What?

I gave her a confused look and she rolled her eyes.

“You really know nothing, do you?”

It was my turn to roll my eyes at her. “What is it?”

“That’s how the Genesis plays cupid and connects people! Now, you have to find Irish whoever Martinez for the other pair of the drumstick!” She looks like a freaking high school girl right now.

“Now, why the hell would I do that?”

Her energy dropped. “Fire, this is your chance to have a boyfriend!”

I shook my head and handed her the black drumstick. “No, thanks, Anna. There’s no way in hell that I would be in a relationship right now.”

She pouted. “Then can you just get the other pair for me? I’ll be keeping them! You know how much I like Matt! Please, Fire?”

I massaged my forehead. Here she goes again…

“No! No way!”

“Fire, please? I promise I won’t starve myself anymore if you’ll get it for me!”

I hate how she plays her way into this. I sighed.

“You better keep your promise, lady.”

And then I stomped off to find this guy who has the other one.

Damn this sticks.

I’ve been asking around for this guy named Irish Jordan Martinez. It seems like he already left and I look stupid looking for someone who isn't here anymore.

It’s quarter to twelve and there isn't a single trace of him.

“Look, how about if we just look for him tomorrow? I promised your parents to take you home before midnight. I wouldn’t want to break my promise to-”

Joanna stomped her feet on the ground. “No! I want to get the other drumstick, Fire!”

God, I swear she makes me feel so irritated right now! Damn!

I was about to drag her out of this place when a man behind me spoke.

“Sapphire Jane Collins?”

I turned around and saw a guy who seems to be in his mid twenties, holding a black stick in his right hand. He's wearing a navy blue shirt with a black leather jacket, and dark faded jeans.

The way he looks screamed that he was a playboy. There was a smirk on his face as he looked at me.

“Great! You must be Irish whoever Martinez. May I have the other drumstick? You see my friend here-”

He raised an eyebrow. “Nope. How about you just give yours to me?”

How rude for him to interrupt me.

I tilted my head and looked into his chocolate brown eyes. I equalled his smirk. “Now, why would I do that?”

He grinned and showed his pearly white teeth. He squatted a bit and whispered in my ear. “How much do you need? I’ll pay. I’ll pay for a night with you too.”

I gritted my teeth. This pervert jerk! Even if he’s six feet tall, I swear I’ll punch him in the face!

I was about to do it, but Joanna stopped me. “Woah! How about the two of you chill first?”

I shrugged her hand off my shoulder and rolled my eyes. I turned around. The image of him is making my blood boil in anger.

I swear, I’ll even break those drumsticks and drag Joanna out of here!

I heard the heavy thud of his shoes as he walked closer to me.

“How about we have a wager? The winner gets the pair of drumsticks. Sounds good to you?” he suggested.

I hissed. How would I even know if this jerk will play fair?

“And what will the wager be about?” I asked.

He tussled his jet black hair and flashed a smirk. “Your virginity.”

And I just lost it. I punched him square on the face.

Asshole!

He licked his lips and there was blood at the corner of his lips. "You don't punch like a girl, so why don't you take the wager like a man?"

Amusement was evident in his eyes. "All you have to do is spare a night for me. Be a virgin throughout the night and I'll give you this stick," he waved the drumstick in front of me.

How the fuck did this asshole even know I'm a virgin?

I bit my tongue and looked at Joanna, who was by my side. She held on my arm.

"Fire, you don't have to do this anymore. Let's just go," she tugged my shirt, worried.

Was she scared for me that she wanted me to back down?

Well, I'm not scared of this asshole. Take the wager like a man, huh? Oh, I will.

I stretched my arm out, offering to shake hands with him. "Deal."

He smirked, ignoring my hand. My eyes widened when he grabbed me by my waist and sealed it with a kiss.

Fucking perverted jerk!