First mistake

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Noah's POV

Carl's eyes widened and for the first time since I knew him, he looked sobber.

"What do you mean the hottie with no-tipper Voldemort is your principal?"

"Substitute Principal." I corrected.

My hands were still clammy even though I'd gotten over the initial shock of seeing her at the restaurant.

She looked hot in the black dress with her hair down. Incredibly hot!

According to the bet I had with Rick, I had seven days to make that incredibly hot woman want me enough to have hot crazy sex with me.

"Damn, dude." Carl whistled. "She's hot as balls."

I considered telling him about the bet. I was tempted to tell him about it. I needed to talk about it with someone that wasn't Will because I knew exactly what he thought about it.

It's a crazy idea. Drop it, Will's voice echoed in my head.

"Well, there's something," I said to Carl hesitating a little.

I told him about how Rick Sawyer had offered a bet of five hundred bucks if I could fuck the substitute Principal. He listene