Chapter 3 | The Deal to Seal

     "Oh god, I look ugly." I say staring at my Student's ID Card.

     "What are you talking about?! You look amazing!" Lydia remarks as she takes my school ID and observes it in every angle possible. "I don't see any flaws in this picture." She says as she hands my card back to me.

     "Awhh thanks cutie pie!" Ever since I've came here, I felt nothing but love. Well expect from that one day when Scott sat next to me. But Lydia and I have been oddly close ever since the first day I came here. Now, is the first day of school. "We should go to class right now. See you in the next class!"

     I head outside and ride my bike towards the other side of the building from my dormitory. I manage to spare some time and grab a quick drink from the café. And I was off to my World History Class.

I lock my bike and head into the building. The auditorium was overwhelming bigger than I anticipated, but one shout of my name and I'm a lost cause.

"Allison!" Someone yelled from across the room.

My eyes scan the room and finally realizes that it was Daniel waving and standing up... and next to him was his arrogant best friend putting his feet up on the seat in front of him. I walk towards Daniel, struggling to past through the narrow space between the legs of others and the seats. But atlas, I made to Daniel with no harm done.

"Here. You could seat next to me and Scott. Oh and here's my other friend Stiles!" Daniel says as he points to the guy behind him.

"Hey. I guess you're Adision?" Stiles says, furrowing his eyebrows.

"No, it's—"

"It's Allison, stupid." Scott rudely interrupts from behind. Almost forgot he was there.

"Oh, sorry about that Allison. I'm also sorry about Scott, but there's really nothing we can do to make him better." Stiles whispers.

"I heard that you, asshole!"

"Yeah! You were supposed too, bastard."

"You know bastard reminds me of a butler's name." Daniel says as he laughs at himself while everyone stays quiet. Absolute silence.

"That is the dumbest fucking thing I have ever heard in my entire life." Stiles reply, breaking the silence.

The professor finally shows up with minutes to spare, and sets down his suitcase.

"Hello class. My name is Professor Sanchez, but you may call me Professor. Not Mr.S, P.S, Pro. Sanchez, Mr. San, or any other nicknames. In this class, we will learn about the first humans to ever exist, and no, not Adam and Eve. That is an entirely different story. But I will tell you more about this class later. Right now, you will be handed a syllabus and rules that are required in this class."

As he rambles on, I receive the handed paper and write my name on it.

"Your last name's Argent?" Scott whispers.

"Yeah." I whisper back.

"Doesn't that mean money or something in French?"

"Yeah, or silver." I say. As I finish writing my name and the date, I take a sip of my coffee, only to be snatched out of thin air by Scott. Before I can talk, he simple covers my mouth and drinks it.

"Thanks, hon. That was pretty sweet of you to buy me coffee."

I take a deep breath and stare out to the professor's direction.

"Speaking of sweet, Sweet talk me." He commands.

     All I do is stare, but I know he wasn't gonna let me off that easily, "Okay. Cupcakes, ice cream, Oreo Brownies, Fried Oreos, Oreo Ca—"

     "What the fuck are you doing?"

     "What? You told me to sweet talk you so here I am talking about sweets."

     "You're such an annoying little bitch." He says, rolling his eyes.

     "Yeah, and you think I'm the happiest girl on earth because I'm sitting next to you?"

     "You know–" I turn my head to stare at him and give him a hard glare. But all he does to give a seductive smirk. "Wanna make a deal?"

     "Umm... make a deal with the devil? No thanks." I say nonchalantly.

     "If you win, I'll stay out of your life forever." Okay, that doesn't sound to bad.

    "And if I lose?" I say leading into his trap.

     "Well then you have to be my personal assistant."

     "For how long?"

     "Until I get sick of you. So are you in?"

     "I don't even know what the deal is."

     "Now, this is where it gets fun. I will give you one year to find your "perfect mate' since I'm obviously not yours. But here's the catch. You can't kiss your crush or my friends and me, and vice versa. Although, you are able to flirt and stuff with them, but NO KISSING."

"Why can't we kiss?"

"Oh, you wanna kiss me?"

"What? No!"

"Well you just said, 'why can't we kiss?' Wow, we haven't even started the bet and you already want to kiss me."

"I don't want to kiss you. I was just wondering why the deal states that either one of us can't kiss another person."

"Because I know you wouldn't kiss anyone."

"What makes you say that?"

"Would you kiss me?"

"No."

"Would you kiss..." Scott nods and looks at Daniel, who is clearly intrigued by the professor's lection."

"No."

"That's exactly why I made the deal. You say you would never kiss anyone, so let's put that to the test."

"So the only reason why you're making this bet is because you know I would kiss someone?"

"No." He says while his face tenses.

"Then why?"

"Are you gonna say yes or not?" He responds with irritation as he runs out of his patience.

"Give me time to think about this."

"Suits yourself. But I'm only giving you the rest of day to think about it. After that, the deal's off."