So I'm a Double Threat (Double Threat Series)

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Authors: Julie Prestsater
Tags: teen romance, double threat, alex aguilar, megan miller, prestsater
drinks, but not you two. You diggin’ your first high school party?”
    “Uh...yeah,” I mutter, trying to keep my eyes on Amy and Alex.
    “Yeah, we were out there gettin’ our swang on.” Keesha saves me from looking like a dumbass as usual. “You know, that music is sick. Do you dance?”
    Alex’s friend smiles. What the hell is his name?
    “Hell yeah. Especially after a few of these.” He chuckles, holding up a sixteen-ounce red plastic cup. Gee, I wonder what’s in there. “Come on, let me hook you up.”
    Keesha nudges me to follow him. She shrugs and smiles as if to say, “It can’t hurt.”
    I follow but am still distracted by what I’m leaving behind.
    “So you wanna shot or a beer?”
    “Whichever line is shorter,” I blurt out rather quickly.
    “You’re my kind of girl.”
    I can feel the blood rush to my cheeks. I probably look like a cherry tomato.
    Keesha lets out a light giggle.
    “Good to know,” I shoot back. “Hey, what’s your name? I don’t think you ever told us, and my mom says I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.”
    “Uh. So you can’t talk to strangers but you can get in a car with them? Now, that doesn’t sound safe, does it?”
    “Well, we didn’t get in the car with only you . We know Alex.”
    “Yeah, well, he’s a little tied up over there, so I guess I’ll have to do.” He winks.
    There is something about him. He’s a little cute. Not, “I wanna jump your bones right now sexy hot,” but he is cute. And is he flirting? I thought I could be good at this. But I’m just a freshman and I’m totally flustered. I can’t stop blushing. My face is hot and it’s taking me forever to come up with something to say. What the hell is going on here? I look up at him. It’s his eyes...the ocean blues are just sucking me in.
    “So, freshmen, wanna hit the dance floor?” he asks.
    “Why not?” Keesha slaps me on the back to wake me from my stupor. “Let’s go, Meggie.”
    Alex’s friend guides us to the dance floor, with a beer in one hand, and his other on the small of my back. Hmm.
    Keesha looks all giddy, beaming like she is at Disneyland. Does she know something I don’t?
    We push our way into the crowds of bobbing heads and find a spot near the middle. It’s a struggle, but I can occasionally catch a glimpse of Amy and Alex. He’s leaning against her, talking into her ear, his nose nuzzled in her hair. She looks down smiling, her hand brushes up against his lower arm.
    What the hell is going on?
    Am I overreacting? I don’t think so.
    They look like a couple standing there chatting so cozily. Where is Lydia? Amy is pretty bold to be so close to her man—she can’t be too far away. And, Steph is right there. How can she act like this right in front of Steph? Sure, I want to be Amy right now, but I would never make it so obvious. The guy has a girlfriend for crying out loud.
    Oh, my gosh. If Lydia doesn’t get to her first, I’m going to kill her.
    I gulp a full breath of air. I actually think I forgot to breathe for a minute here.
    My face must look distressed because his friend asks me what’s wrong.
    “Uh, nothing.” I lie. “This is a whack song. Just waiting for it to change.”
    “B.J.” He grins.
    “ Excuse me ,” I sneer, to what I think is a question.
    “No, not that .” He laughs. “My name is B.J., I wasn’t propositioning—you’ve got a dirty mind, little one.”
    Keesha can’t stop laughing—at my expense, of course. Can my face get any more red? I want to be invisible. I can’t believe I thought he was asking me something about...you know. Kill me now .
    “My bad.”
    “Well, if you’re interested ...” B.J. winks.
    “Don’t even think about it.” I hold up my hand to stop the nonsense. This guy is starting to grow on me.
    “What’s up, girls?” Jen yells, joining us. She starts dancing and then shouts, “Dang, looks like my sister isn’t wasting any time with Alex. Shit, he just broke up with Lydia after

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