"Katherine, this dress is gorgeous, you look so beautiful!" My mom said with a small tear running down her cheek. I rolled my eyes and kept curling my hair.

She was a pain sometimes, every time I would go out she'd come to my room to help me dress up and to tell how beautiful I was. God, I knew most people would kill to have parents like mine, but well, they kind of pissed me off.

I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I was wearing a one shoulder, tight, black and red dress, that stopped a little above my knees. My hair was fixed in loose curls falling down my shoulders. I didn't wear much make-up. I didn't need it anyway. To top it off I put on black stiletto heels and grabbed my purse.

"Have fun at the party dear." My mom screamed as I walked out the door. I shouted a 'thanks' and got into the taxi I had previously called. No way I would be driving tonight. No, tonight, I'd be getting wasted.

The ride was not that long, only ten minutes or so. I could hear the music blasting outside the car and I grinned. I paid the taxi driver and got out.

As I walked towards the house all eyes turned to me. I smiled brightly as I heard multiple people calling my name. I entered the house and found my 'best friends' waiting for my at the door, like three little trained puppies. It was kind of weird. I faked a smile to them and grabbed a drink. I just wanted to have fun tonight, and not care about anything.

After dancing and drinking some beer I decided that I wanted something a little stronger so I went to the kitchen. People were doing shots of something that looked like tequila. I got closer and a guy that I knew was an exchange student from Brazil named Fernando greeted me.

He looked a little drunk... Who the hell was I kidding? He was wasted. He looked at me with dreamy eyes and I smirked, he was kinda cute. I could hit that, maybe later tonight. He turned to me excited.

"I brought an awesome drink from Brazil. You have to try it... I mean, if you think you can handle it." I grinned.

"Believe me, I can handle it." I said grabbing the shot glass from his hand, he just smiled as I took the shot.

I swallowed but started to cough.

"What the hell is that?"

"Cachaça" He answered laughing. I shrugged and did some more shots.

I stopped coughing and slowly felt the dizziness take control. Before I realized I was already in the middle of the room dancing around and grinding on some men.

"Truth or Dare!" I heard some people screaming behind me.

Normally I wouldn't play such a stupid and immature game, but well... I was wasted beyond boundaries, so there I was sitting in a circle in the living room while people turned the bottle and made out with each other. I wasn't really in the mood to kiss anyone so when the bottle pointed to me I chose truth.

"Katherine, who do hate most in our school?" I laughed and blurted.

"Amy Addams, by far!" Everyone laughed and we continued the game.

After about half an hour I started to get bored and was about to get up when the bottle pointed towards me one more time. I sighed, might as well finish this one.

"Truth or dare?" A familiar guy that I didn't completely recognize asked me.

"Dare." I said dryly.

"I dare you to make Amy Addams fall I love with you." He said with a smirk. I almost choked.

"What? Are you out of your fucking mind? No way!" I shouted. He smirked again.

"Then lets make things interesting. If you do it I can convince my father to sell the company your father wants. And besides, you'll make her miserable once you break her heart and I'll top it with 10.000. It's a bet." I frowned, now I knew from where I knew him.

He was the son of one of my father's rivals, or his mother was married to one of my father's rivals, something like that. I knew that my father was having business problems and he would loose a lot without this deal. I didn't want to loose my money. I thought for a while, I was still dizzy and certainly didn't have my mental faculties at full capacity. Why would he want this? Was it worth it?

"And why would you want me to do this?" He looked pissed, as he seemed to remember something.

"I have my own reasons." He answered bluntly.

"What's the catch?" I asked suspiciously.

"You'll have to take her virginity." I frowned, I had slept with girls before but it was only an experience. And I loathed Amy.

"If I do it, how would I know you'd keep your promise?" He just smiled.

"We'll sign it." I thought for a while. I was clearly drunk and not able to make right decisions. So I just smiled.

"Deal."