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Here is another WIP, basically the same deal - started writing it a year ago and just kind of popped in to add some things to it. This is Monty and Tai and their drunk first kiss.
The thing about birthday parties was that once you got into high school they were boring unless everyone was drunk. Monty is … well, yeah. He’s drunk. But so is everyone at the party, and no one’s driving home, and damn it, it’s his birthday after all so he’s going to be drunk if he wants to be. And if he can get this stubborn beer open without having to brace himself against the wall.
The thing about Monty is that he’s kind of looked like he was forty years old ever since he was sixteen. It isn’t that he’s ugly, or that he looks like the type to live at home in his mom’s basement, he just sort of started going bald young and is prone to what looks like a middle-aged gut. He’s still, like, everyone’s favorite guy and everything, but sometimes he’s surprised that he gets such hot chicks. And he does get hot chicks, that's no joke - damn it, this beer! He can't get it open as much as he twists and twists and oh, hello. The pull-tab is probably why twisting isn't going to get his beer can open.
Anyway, chicks? Yeah, he gets them, and he's gotten them since before he hit the double digits. He had his first girlfriend by the age of seven, because she was pretty and had glasses like him and agreed to play Ninja Turtles at lunch time on the days Ory was absent. He lost his virginity at twelve, twelve like a tiny creep, but he didn't care, because it was one of his sister's friends and she was pretty hot, considering who she hung out with. It didn't matter when he started getting pudgy, or when he embraced his total, full-on nerdiness by donning his signature coke-bottle frames, or when he started covering up his thinning hair with a myriad of hats - he was The Man when it came to chicks, and recent studies have shown that he still is The Man.
In fact, his shirt even says so.
Now, the thing about Tai Linderman is that she's fifteen and she's Tobey's little sister and way way way way way too hot for her own good. The other thing is she's like ... the opposite of a cougar. What's that word Ory used? A lolita? Yeah, she's a lolita, a loli, and Monty's pretty sure that she wants him and wants him NOW. Especially the way she's sauntering over at the moment, kind of tipsy but really kind of hot and he sort of feels warm and pervy inside.
The other thing about Tai that Monty doesn't know is that she's been working pretty hard for the past few years to try to grow up, and quick. She took up fashion because it interested her and because she could totally use it to her advantage; aging up her wardrobe in a chic way, thank you very much, and not like a desperate, slutty teenager who's trying to hard. She even wore cute high heels tonight, hoping someone would notice that she - whup, that's the wall, probably shouldn't walk into that - is a classy woman, thank you very much again.
The thing about birthday parties was that once you got into high school they were boring unless everyone was drunk. Monty is … well, yeah. He’s drunk. But so is everyone at the party, and no one’s driving home, and damn it, it’s his birthday after all so he’s going to be drunk if he wants to be. And if he can get this stubborn beer open without having to brace himself against the wall.
The thing about Monty is that he’s kind of looked like he was forty years old ever since he was sixteen. It isn’t that he’s ugly, or that he looks like the type to live at home in his mom’s basement, he just sort of started going bald young and is prone to what looks like a middle-aged gut. He’s still, like, everyone’s favorite guy and everything, but sometimes he’s surprised that he gets such hot chicks. And he does get hot chicks, that's no joke - damn it, this beer! He can't get it open as much as he twists and twists and oh, hello. The pull-tab is probably why twisting isn't going to get his beer can open.
Anyway, chicks? Yeah, he gets them, and he's gotten them since before he hit the double digits. He had his first girlfriend by the age of seven, because she was pretty and had glasses like him and agreed to play Ninja Turtles at lunch time on the days Ory was absent. He lost his virginity at twelve, twelve like a tiny creep, but he didn't care, because it was one of his sister's friends and she was pretty hot, considering who she hung out with. It didn't matter when he started getting pudgy, or when he embraced his total, full-on nerdiness by donning his signature coke-bottle frames, or when he started covering up his thinning hair with a myriad of hats - he was The Man when it came to chicks, and recent studies have shown that he still is The Man.
In fact, his shirt even says so.
Now, the thing about Tai Linderman is that she's fifteen and she's Tobey's little sister and way way way way way too hot for her own good. The other thing is she's like ... the opposite of a cougar. What's that word Ory used? A lolita? Yeah, she's a lolita, a loli, and Monty's pretty sure that she wants him and wants him NOW. Especially the way she's sauntering over at the moment, kind of tipsy but really kind of hot and he sort of feels warm and pervy inside.
The other thing about Tai that Monty doesn't know is that she's been working pretty hard for the past few years to try to grow up, and quick. She took up fashion because it interested her and because she could totally use it to her advantage; aging up her wardrobe in a chic way, thank you very much, and not like a desperate, slutty teenager who's trying to hard. She even wore cute high heels tonight, hoping someone would notice that she - whup, that's the wall, probably shouldn't walk into that - is a classy woman, thank you very much again.