But Ashley was at a party all night. I really had no one to talk to all night and I was bored. Sure enough, Aiden signed into Facebook and started to instant message me. The very essence of this guy absolutely disgusted me.

We are about two hours into our conversation and he hasn’t hit on me once. I start getting hopeful. Maybe he is changing for her. One could only hope.

Are you kidding? It’s only a matter of time. We have already determined that it is in his pig nature to hit on you and Ashley at the same time.

But she did send him a message in which she explained her feelings. Maybe those made him realize that if he didn’t stop he was going to lose her.

I’ll bet you five bucks that he will flirt within the next half hour.

I can’t bet myself for money, there is no point.

Okay, you get what I mean though.

Had I actually been able to take the bet, I probably still wouldn’t have. I couldn’t trust my defense for him enough. He didn’t exactly have the best track record.

Sure enough, true to form, the flirting began. “I’ll make you a deal,” I told him, preparing for my bitch side to escape. “I will have sex with you on December 25, 2109.” I say with a smirk on my face. Neither of us will be living by then, but I don’t think he quite got that point.

“That’s too long” He says. “How about September 25, 2012?” He suggests. That is exactly two years away.

I frown. “But that’s too soon. I will still have my hearing and my sight. I won’t be old and crippled and I’ll still have all my real teeth.” This boy was no getting the point.

My phone was singing so I sent him a message telling him to hold on.

It was Ashley of course. I answer, “Are you just now getting home? It’s almost three in the morning.”

“Yeah, well I ran into Sean at the party and well…” She trailed off giggling excitedly and dropping hints at something or another.

I listen to her hints. “Oh my god, did you have sex with him?!”