Prologue

I woke up with the biggest hangover ever. I felt something heavy over my chest, so I looked down. Sure enough, it was him.

Trey Parker.
School bad boy, rebel, player, minipulater.

I screamed loudly, making him wake up and fall on the ground. "What the hell!" he yelled. At this point, I remembered absolutely nothing from last night, especially where i was, so I was screwed.

"Oh, no, no, no, no! Please don't tell me I slept with you!" I yelled. He looked confused, but that lasted only a second. He put on his smirk that made any girl weak in the knees, and said those deadly words, "what, you don't remember last night, baby?"

I guess it's true, keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.