The Bet

The summer sun shines down on my shoulders as Aaron jokes about everything we could do this summer. We have been friends since elementary school. Practically inseperaple, we always enjoyed classes and spending time together. We have shared memories, both good and bad. Most memorably, probably being a double date our junior year, when he tried to impress his then girlfriend with a bunch of carnations, which it turned out she hated. That night ended with more tension between everyone then a stretched rubber band.

He is 6'4", with light blonde hair that seems to glow in the sun. I, on the other hand, am 6'3", which has always bothered me. Being best friends with someone taller than you, and somewhat over you has given me a fair amount of insecurities. My brown hair is always messy, falling over my eyes at times, and seperating randomly. We both played football for our highschool. I played Wide Reciever, and he played Quarterback. In my opinion, we're a great pair.

"Allen, now that we've graduated, what are we going to do this summer?" Asked Aaron, obviously insinuating something. He a scary gleam in his eyes, that I had known to be wary of.

"What is your idea, because I can tell you have one," I smiled back, ready for whatever he had.

"What about a bet?" I didn't answer, so he continued, "I don't think you can fuck 10 girls by the end of break."

I was taken aback. I hadn't had trouble with getting girls, but this was not my style. Even so, I replied, "I could. You want me to cause you can't?"

He laughed, "Confident, are you? Well, lets raise the stakes then." He waited, as if trying to add some suspense.

"If you do it, I'll withdraw from my commitment to Oregon, and if you lose, you'll decline your scholarship offer from Clemson."

The shock clearly showed on my face as he said that. Football meant so much to both of us. Clemson was one of my dream schools, and getting a full ride for football was surreal. Turning that down would be stupid. But, I knew I could do it.

"Deal."

The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. I instantly regretted it, but knew I had to keep my word. My insides were turning, but i resolved myself as quick as I could.

"Well, you've got a month and a half, whos first on your list?"