Chapter 1: We ARE Friends

As far I can remember, I've been unlucky with girls. Normally I don't have trouble talking to girls, but when I like someone, I act all goofy and nervous. And thanks to this I only had two girl friend in my life; you have no idea how hard was to ask them out the first time. I was only twelve when I met Valerie; but I only knew her by sight and we talked from time to time. It was until 9th grade I started to get pair up with her, leaving me with a crush. Couple days later I got the courage to ask her out. I walked all the way where she was, but then she looked at me with the sweetest smile that took the words out of me. I didn't know what to do, so I ended up asking her if she can lend me her notes of chemistry. Gerald had enough of me talking about her, so he asked her out for me. I was startled for two reasons: 1. He asked her out, 2. she said yes. I was so nervous on the date, and the worst thing is that she noticed. She said very calmly "Arnold, it's clear that you're nervous; which I think is cute; but you don't have to be, just be yourself, and think that I'm one of your friends." With that said I got a little bit calmer. Days later I asked her if she wanted to be my girlfriend. Those days were heaven to me…until I saw her cheating with some random guy at a party. After that I was more careful with who I dated.

Nothing serious happen after that. I just dated a lot of girls; not that I'm a manwhore; it's just that those girls where only interest on me because they thought I was hot, I mean , I know I'm good looking, but hot? Anyway, they were also boring or selfish. None of those girls were really my type. It was until three months ago I met Megan. She had just moved to the city, so I invited her to my table since she didn't know anybody. Since then everything seem different. It's awesome to spend time with her. Even if we're not doing anything she made it fun. Until today, it only took her 5 minutes to break up with me. And why? Well, for a stupid reason.

I was walking with her through the halls; talking about spring break and what we'll be doing on the first week.

"So, are you and the guys are still going to Vegas?" We were few feet from her classroom.

"Can you tell me again who was going?" She turned to see me.

"Uh…Gerald, Thad (Curly), Stinky, Peapod, Eugene, Harold, Sid, Lorenzo…" I was hoping she didn't think something else.

"I still can't believe that the girls let them go." But I was wrong, and I had to ruin.

"Well yeah, but that's why they go too." I couldn't keep my mouth shut, but I was hoping she didn't hear me.

"Oh! They're going too!" Her look changed, and when that happened nothing good came for me.

"Yeah, they didn't want to miss the chance to go to Vegas without their boyfriends, and with all those distractions … and everything." I knew that I sank deeper and deeper.

"Who else is going to the trip?" I was about to respond when. "All the gang, right? Oh! And that includes Helga!" I didn't know what to say. Yes, she's going to the trip with us, it's not my fault that she's part of the gang.

I don't know why every girl I dated came up with the same thing. They think I'm going to cheat with her or something and that's why they didn't see me as boyfriend material. That's another reason why I only had two girlfriends. They were jealous of her, which is kind of frustrating because she's only my friend, I known her all my life; she's practically part of my family. Why they can't see that?

"Megan, she's ju…." I noticed she was trying to relax.

"I know she's your friend, it's just you have this weird friendship with her. You're always together if I'm not with you, and she's on your house when I arrive there. I even think you spend more time with her than me." I tried to not get mad and make it worse.

"She's my best friend!"

"Do you love her?" She almost yelled at me on the middle of the hall.

"… Like part of my family…like a sister." I don't know why it took me time to respond, or why I wasn't so sure about it, but it seem to calm her.

"And me? Do you love me?" I wasn't ready for that kind of question. I had never told anyone that I love her. I was speechless. "Your silence tells me everything. We're over Arnold. Have fun in Vegas."

And that's how she broke up with me. We're done and I'm … I want to say sad? But I'm not, just surprised. I guess I didn't like her so much.

"Hey man! What's up?" I sat next to Gerald, it was our last class of the day, and at six was our flight to Vegas.

"Not much, until now it's a normal day, you know. Classes, essays to deliver, my girlfriend breaking up with me, just a normal day." I knew Gerald was looking at me, but I didn't care.

"What did you say? She broke up with you? Are you ok?" i hadn't notice before, but it looks like someone took a load off me.

"Yeah, she broke up with me." It's even funny now ha-ha. "And I don't care."

"Wait a second, I thought you were head over heels for her?" I understand him for reacting like that, I have never got over a break up or rejection this fast. Normally I would be moaning around for days, or weeks.

"And I was, I guess that, with the time I just saw her as a friend, and I didn't notice until now." I took out my cell phone to change my status on Facebook. It would no longer say 'Arnold S. is on a relationship with Megan Brooks' I'm single and always be single. This sucks. "I'll never find the girl who makes me feel everything, someone to be by my side…" I'm going to end on a nursing home waiting for someone to visit me when nobody will go.

"I know I have told you this a million times, but you should date Helga." Oh god! Not this again, I'm not in the mood for this. "I mean it man. I know you since we were kids, and there's no woman who can make you happy, angry and more shit than Helga. She's …"

"My best friend." I don't know why he's so stubborn on this, doesn't he see what I see.

"Yeah, I know she's you best friend and all but, you got to admit that you have a special relationship with her." Apparently not. I feel like I'm being rejected all over again. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just Megan broke up with me because of that." I think I proved Gerald's point. Shit. But it still does not justify of going out with Helga.

"See? I'm not the only one who thinks about it." It's enough; I don't want to keep talking about this. "Ok, dude. I'll stop, but answer me this. Do you like her?"

That's easy. "Yeah, she's my best friend." What's difficult on that?

"No man, not like that. Do You LIKE her?"

Well, she's the best, and yeah, I had looked at her once in a while. I mean, I do think she's beautiful, HOT, even. And yeah, sometimes I can't stand to look at her on P.E or… No! She's my friend! My best Friend! "… I-I... I don't know." Gerald kept in silence, but I'm sure he thinks I do. "… I'm not sure."

So here it is the first chapter of What Happens In Vegas, original idea of BrokenRose24. I hope you like it Mia, i did the best i can. i'm almost done with the 2nd chapter and i already know what's gonna happen on the 3rd so, cross your fingers to come really fast. this story is based on the movie itself but with some changes. Sorry for all the grammar errors. BWT they're all 18 years old, and lets just pretend that you can drink and gamble at 18 on E.U.A to leave us out of trouble. i hope you stay tune on WHIV. see you next time and don't forget to REVIEW!

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P.S. i you read This is love, i'm terribly sorry, but i'm not going to continue with it, i'll deleted from here and maybe do some arrangements.