He asks Natasha

Matt had been patient. All of his messing around with the other girls had been leading up to one thing--his fantasy about a threesome with Natasha and Tanya. Not only were those two girls the hottest in the school, they also were generally considered the coolest. Anyone who could score with either girl would be made for the coming year. Anyone who could score a threesome would go down in the annals of the school as the ultimate winner.

All of which meant that asking any girl other than Natasha or Tanya first would be a waste of time.

Natasha was, as always, talking with Tanya when he walked up to her. As always, she looked hot in a pair of cutoff jeans that exposed her butt cheeks and a peasant blouse cut high to show off her sexy midriff and low to give him a tantalizing glimpse of heaven. It was all he could do not to reach out and grab one of those breasts.

Somehow he managed to restrain himself.

"Hey Natasha."

{if Natasha>20}She looked at him before finally nodding. "What's new, Matt?"{else}She stared at him for a moment before turning back to Tanya.{endif}

"I wondered if you want to dance."

{if Natasha>20}"Thanks, Matt. I'm talking to Tanya here. Some other time maybe."{else}"Omygod, Tanya, can you believe that. Get out of here, loser."{endif}

That, Matt realized, had been stupid. From the start he'd known that he needed to game Natasha, make her see him as sexually desirable. If he'd approached her after dancing with a few other girls, she might have agreed. But she wasn't going to risk being the only female who would dance with the loser. He also realized that he'd blown his chance for the night both with Natasha and Tanya. There was no way Tanya would say yes after her friend had shot him down. All he could do was hope that all of the other girls had missed what had just happened.

Shit!