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mychemicalimagines · 4 years ago

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Slice of Pie-Chris ‘Oz’ Ostreicher -Chapter 1

Summary: Five High School best friends are close to exiting their senior year. With prom close by, they decide to make a pact to lose their virginity. Will everything go as planned for this group of teenagers or will everything fall apart?

Series Warnings: Tons of Language, Flirting, Love, Talking About Losing Virginity, Rumors of being Sexually Active, Underage Alcohol Consumption, Eventual Smut, Lots of Sexual Talk, Puns and Jokes.

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A/N: Sorry I’ve put all my time into this series. I love American Pie so much and had to write something. I’m probably gonna write the second movie before anything else like I did with this one.

When motivation strikes, I have to use it.

Even if you haven’t seen the movie, please give it a chance. You might end up liking it. Comments and feedback are appreciated.

Jennifer Love Hewitt is our face claim! Divider by firefly-graphics

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I sit at my computer in my bedroom trying to do some research for my history homework that’s due tomorrow. Graduation is right around the corner and I need to keep my grades up if I’m going to college next year. I’m just waiting on my acceptance letter for U of M, the University of Michigan.

Jim, my slightly younger twin brother, and I have been dying to go to this school since it’s close to our hometown and all our friends want to go there too. Sighing, I throw my head back and close my eyes. This answer wasn’t in the book and I can’t find it anywhere on the internet.

How can it be so damn hard to find a single answer to a history assignment? I rub my eyes, thankful I already took off my make-up. Keeping my head tilted back as I open my eyes, a picture hanging on my wall above my bed captures my attention. Smiling to myself, I slowly get up from my chair and walk over to take the pin out of the picture so I can look at it up close.

My four best friends, my twin brother and I are in our backyard for Jim and I’s 18th birthday. We didn’t want a huge party since we needed to save money for college the next year so we all just hung out at our house while my dad grilled some hamburgers and hot dogs and my mom prepared the side dishes of chips and dip, corn, and two store bought cakes.

Kevin Myers is on the left, smiling at the camera. He’s the unofficial leader of our small group we have. He’s also the only one with a significant other and her name is Vicki. They started dating around homecoming so she wouldn’t have been able to come.

Next in line is my awkward goofball of a twin brother, laughing with his head tilted back with his hand on my upper back. He’s the awkward, and I do mean really awkward, smart kid and is a complete dork...but he’s my brother and I love him. Even if I may tease him...a lot...I still love him and would do anything for my brother.

Next in line is me getting a piggyback ride from our friend Chris ‘Oz’ Ostreicher, who is the fun loving jock. He’s looking over his shoulder at me with a huge smile as I smile widely at the camera with my arms around his neck. He’s probably my bestest friend out of everyone in the group.

Standing beside us is our asshole, sex crazed friend Steve Stifler, but they all just call him Stifler. He’s in mid-laugh at something that Jim said that caused us all to laugh. He only came because he thought our parents wouldn’t be here but stayed for the food. Lastly at the end is our ‘sophisticated and philosophical’ friend Paul Finch, who we call Finch. He’s just smiling at the camera as if he has no care in the world.

We’ve all been friends for as long as I can remember. Despite us all being different, for example Oz went into sports with Stifler, and Jim and Finch being socially awkward with anyone outside our friend group, we’ve all stayed friends throughout the years and I personally think we will even through college.

I pin the photo back onto my wall and take my seat back at my desk, ready to keep pushing through this homework. At least...I’m ready but before I can continue, something loud coming from the other side of my bedroom door piques my interest. I raise an eyebrow and stand up from my computer chair.

“Guess homework’s just gonna have to wait.” I mumble to myself, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

Walking to the door, I open it to see that across the hall my brother’s door’s standing wide open with my parents right next to his bed.

“Is everything okay?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

My mom turns around and looks at me with shock written all over her face.

“Jackie, go back into your room please.” She walks toward me.

“Why? Is Jim okay?” I ask, slightly worried for my twin brother.

“Spank my hairy ass!” I hear a man say from Jim’s TV.

“Oh my God.” I say, disgusted before slamming my bedroom door.

I think I just caught my parents catching my brother as he’s watching porn. Something I don’t think my parents wanted to do tonight. I know it’s definitely not what I wanted to do tonight or ever for that matter. I roll my eyes and walk back to my computer. Sitting down, I stare at the question on my worksheet before sighing loudly.

This is going to be a long night. A. Very. Long. Unpleasant. Night.

I run across the high school campus in search of my brother...or another member of our group, just someone I’m close with to share my news with. Jim got a ride from Oz this morning since I was waiting for the mail to arrive. It came right before my dad had to leave for work so he dropped me off on his way to the office.

What I’ve been waiting for...literally waiting for weeks...has finally shown up! I push past a couple random people as I run before seeing Oz’s tall body. I squeal and run faster, my backpack smacking against my back as I do.

“She’s a cartoon, dude.” I hear Oz say as I get close enough.

“Guys!” I say, shoving my way in between them, almost falling flat on my face.

“Woah, Jack.” Jim laughs, grabbing my arm, keeping me from doing just that.

“It came!” I say, excitedly and slightly out of breath, ignoring his comment.

Jim stops in his tracks, staring at me, with a shocked look on his face. Oz stops beside me and lays an arm on my shoulder.

“Really?!” My brother asks, his voice rising a little in excitement.

“Wait! What came?” Oz says, raising an eyebrow glancing down at me.

“My U of M letter!” I hold up the unopened, slightly bent envelope with a huge smile.

Jim sent in his application after I did so it’s not a shock that mine came first. Besides Oz, the others haven’t even sent in their applications, causing me to be the first one to find out.

“Fuck yeah! Open it!” Oz says, gesturing to the envelope that contains my future.

“I can’t.” I shake my head and look at my brother. “I’m too nervous! You open it.”

I hold it out to my brother but he just pushes it back toward me.

“I’m not opening it. You open it!” He backs up a step.

I glance up at Oz with a small pout and he smiles widely before taking it out of my hands. He opens it up and pulls out the contents. I quickly grab Jim’s hand which he accepts and squeezes softly to reassure me. I grab his upper arm and bite my lip. Oz takes a deep breath and glances at me before reading.

“Miss Levenstein…” He starts, pausing for suspense.

“Oz! Just read it!” I beg slightly, holding back from playfully hitting his chest.

“Congratulations! You have been admitted to University of Michigan for the Fall 1999 Semester.” He finishes with a huge smile. “You got in!”

“I got in!” I squeal loudly before pulling my brother in for a huge hug.

He laughs as he returns my hug tightly. “You did it!”

He squeezes me slightly, which only just makes me laugh and I pull away from the hug. I turn to Oz who is grinning from ear to ear at us.

“What have we been telling you, Harls?” He asks before bending his knees slightly to bring him to my height so he can wrap his arms around my waist.

He’s the only friend that will call me by my middle name. It’s something between us that never stuck with anyone else. I just can’t call him by his middle name in front of other people.

I squeal and fling my arms around his neck as he picks me up in a hug. Hugging him back tightly, I answer him.

“I know what you’ve guys said!”

I giggle before going to lower my arms from around his neck but he keeps an arm around me and holds out the acceptance letter and accompanying papers to Jim. He takes them and puts them back in the envelope before watching Oz’s next move. I raise an eyebrow and lean back to look down at Oz since I’m slightly taller than him right this second.

He places his hand on my ass and shoves me up slightly so now I’m over his shoulder. I laugh and grab onto his backpack to stay secure. I would grab onto his belt, but the boy never wears one. He wraps an arm around my legs and laughs.

“Everyone move! We have a future college kid coming through.” He calls out as he starts walking.

I can’t tell if anyone is actually moving out of the way since my long brown hair is now covering my face, blocking my line of sight.

I squeal with laughter louder. “Chris! Put me down!”

“Nope!” He holds my legs tighter as he walks.

Jim just laughs and follows us, putting my acceptance letter into his back pocket. I tilt my head up slightly to see that we’ve now made it to the front doors of the school. I recognize the bushes in front of the school.

“Mr. Ostreicher, put Miss Levenstein down!” I hear a teacher call out to him.

“Sorry, Mr. Turner, but I can’t do that! See, we have a college chick on our hands!” He says, opening the door to walk in.

Jim holds it open to make sure we both get through as Mr. Turner continues to call out to us. I shake my head and smile.

“Oz, you’re going to get us in trouble!”

“Don’t care!” He replies in a sing-song tone.

He chuckles and smacks the back of my thigh as he begins to walk up the stairwell that was right of the doors.

“Ow!” I giggle.

Jim shakes his head with a smirk. “Oh! Do you think I should wear this shirt to Stifler’s party?”

“You’ve worn that shirt like three days in a row, man.” Oz says, chuckling.

He finally puts me down at the top of the stairs and makes sure I’m on my feet before we start walking down the hall.

I shake my head before fixing my hair. “Never again…”

Kevin cuts me off as he runs up and grabs onto my arm causing me to jump slightly as he startles me.

“Guys, she said…” He starts.

We wait a second but he never continues.

“Said what, man?” Oz says, wrapping an arm around my shoulder like he usually does.

“She said she loves me.” He lowers his voice.

“Oh man!” Jim says, covering his mouth with his fist.

“Oh shit dude! The L word!” Oz uses the arm around me to smack his arm.

“Dammmnn...You did something right.” I shake my head with a smirk.

Kevin rolls his eyes with a grin and smacks my stomach with the back of his hand.

“Shut it, Jack.”

Before I can reply, we walk by some members of the band who are playing their instruments incorrectly. I open my mouth and put a finger up to say something to the guys who all glance at them with raised eyebrows.

“You know what? Never mind.” I shake my head with a giggle.

They chuckle and shake their heads as we continue to walk. We glance around the halls until we see the guy we’ve been looking for. Paul Finch. Finch is sitting on a bench in the hallway with his travel mug lid to his lips as he reads the newspaper.

“There he is! Just the guy we were looking for!” Jim says, pointing at him.

Finch looks up and starts folding his paper. “Gentlemen and lady.”

“What’s up, Finchie?” I ask as I stand next to the bench.

Jim sits down in the small space between Finch and the arm rest while Kevin sits down on the other side of him. Oz stands behind me and wraps his arms around my shoulders with his chin on my head. This is nothing new. Everyone in the entire school knows this is how we act.

We’ve acted like this since we were in 6th grade. Everyone stopped questioning if we were dating a long time ago. Especially since Oz started flirting with girls and started to get around the bases, in an attempt to score a home run. We just let them think what they want at this point.

“Same old.” Finch nods toward me, giving an answer to my question.

Kevin leans back and chuckles slightly. “Finch, you got the Latin homework?”

“Oh!” Finch chuckles. “Canis meus id comedit.”

Kevin glances at Oz and I, and I shrug. We took Spanish so we have no clue what he said.

“It means my dog ate it. It’s a Latin joke.” Finch shakes his head at us as he brings his drink back to his lips.

“Ha. Latin joke.” Jim fake laughs. “I get it. Just drink your coffee, Finch.”

He then turns and raises both eyebrows at Oz and I, which only causes me to snicker softly.

“Well, Jim, it's a Mochaccino.” Finch glances at him.

“What?” My brother looks back at him.

“What I’m drinking. It’s a Mochaccino. It’s not coffee.” He tries to explain.

“The fuck is a Mochaccino?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s a chocolate flavored…”

“NOVA!” We hear from across the hallway, cutting Finch’s explanation off.

Oz backs up slightly and looks over his shoulder. I roll my eyes and smile, knowing exactly who it is without even having to look. Stifler runs toward us and grabs Oz, wrapping him up in a bear hug.

“What’s up, dude?!” Oz asks, excitedly.

Stifler looks down at me with a smirk. “Well, hello, beautiful.”

“Hi, Steven.” I smirk slightly.

I’m the only one in the entire world that is allowed to call him Steven besides his mom. When he started getting known around school as Stifler, his last name, I told him I would never call him that. Main reason is because freshman year, he tried to use it in a crude pick up line...on me.

Ever since then, I refuse to give in to him. So I just stick with calling him his first name. Stifler smiles a little wider and wraps an arm around my shoulder, leaning on me slightly.

“You coming to the party tonight, Ozzy, you fuckface?” Stifler asks, looking at him again.

“Depends if my date wants to stop by.” He smirks. “I’m working on something new.”

“I got an idea for something new. How ‘bout you guys actually locate your dicks, remove the shrink wrap and fuckin’ use ‘em!” He laughs.

“Dude, it’s gonna happen! She’s a college chick!” Oz tries to say.

Stifler laughs, shaking his head, not believing him.

“And, Steven, not all of us have dicks, thank you very much, and no shrink wrap is involved. At all.” I smirk. “But, then again, you may not have known that since you’ve never actually seen a naked girl before.”

All the guys laugh and call out ‘Burn!!’. Stifler just chuckles, shaking it off as he playfully flips me off.

“Alright, see you guys tonight. I’ll look for you in the No Fucking section.” He looks down at me. “I’ll look for you in my bedroom, right?”

I roll my eyes. “Only in your dreams, Steven. ‘Cause it ain’t happening in real life. I got my eyes on one man and it definitely ain’t the Stifmeister.”

I remove his arm from my shoulders and pat my brother’s shoulder before walking to my first class.

“She is so fucking hot.” I hear Stifler say.

“Dude!” I hear Jim and Oz simultaneously say.

I smirk to myself and walk into the classroom.

It’s after school and the guys, minus Stifler of course, and I are at our usual hang out, Dog Years. It’s the only place in town that sells good quality hot dogs. I’m sitting at a larger booth between Oz and Finch while Kevin and Jim are across from us. Oz’s arm is around me, leaning on the back of the booth while Finch is next to the wall.

“I’m shooting for a nine o’clock ETA. Beer in hand by five after.” Kevin says, before grabbing a pack of gum from his pocket. “Breath check.”

Oz reaches and grabs two before handing one to me. Kevin holds the pack out to Jim, knowing Finch isn’t going to take one. I turn toward Oz slightly, knowing what’s going to happen. I suddenly hear Finch’s gargling of a small, hotel-sized bottle of Scope. Oz’s face scrunches up with disgust and he brings a hand up to cover the right side of my face as I hear a spitting noise.

“I wish you wouldn’t do that.” Oz says softly, uncovering my face and putting his arm back on the booth behind me.

Quickly after Oz’s sentence, Kevin chimes in.

“You got something up your sleeve for tonight, Finch?”

“A foolproof plan, my friend.” Finch answers, pointing at him.

I shake my head with a smile. “Why do I hang out with you guys again?”

“Because you have no female friends.” Kevin smirks slightly.

“You’re pretty much one of us.” Oz glances down at me.

“You don’t care that we talk about sex and girls...all the time.” Finch glances at me. “You usually talk about it with us.”

“That is very true.” I nod slightly in agreement.

“And you’re my sister.” Jim shrugs. “It’d feel weird if you weren’t hanging out with us. Especially after all these years.”

I shrug and nod. “Isn’t it weird, though? Talking about getting laid when you have a female best friend...and your sister...right here?”

“Nope.” Kevin says with a straight face.

“Definitely not as weird as talking about it with dad.” Jim comments, shivering a little bit in disgust at the thought.

I shrug with a slight nod and Finch looks at me.

“You also are trying to get laid so it’s not like it’s new. But anyway, how about…”

I cut him off by shaking my head. “Not gonna happen, Finch.”

“Damn.” He whispers slightly.

“Finch, that’s my sister. Ain’t gonna happen...ever...with any of you.” Jim points at each of the guys.

Kevin and Oz put their hands up slightly.

“I got Vicky. I’m good.” Kevin says. “No offense.”

“Definitely, none taken.” I say.

Before Oz can say anything, Jim begins to speak again.

“I have a serious question to ask all of you. You know Nadia? That Czechoslakin chick? She might be there tonight. Now, do you think she’d prefer…” He tries to push up the short hair on his forehead. “Laid Back Jim or…” He pushes the baby hairs back down. “Or Cool Hip Jim?”

“I don’t think it matters with that shirt that you’re wearing.” Kevin says with a straight face causing Oz and I to burst aloud with laughter.

We’ve tried to tell him his outfit sucks but he never listens.

“Correct me if I’m wrong but you’re the one with the girlfriend and you’re still stranded on third base.” Jim tries to come back.

I cover my mouth to try and stop laughing but Oz laughs again causing me to giggle more.

“At least I know what third base feels like. You’re just a bat boy.” Kevn smirks.

I turn my face into Oz’s shoulder and laugh even harder.

“Bat boy?” Jim questions. “The hell you mean bat boy?”

“Baseball will never be the same for me now.” I whisper, between laughs, so only Oz can hear.

Oz turns his head and chuckles into my hair. Finch checks his watch and we all decide to go, never hearing Kevin’s answer. We throw away our trash and walk outside. Jim seems in deep thought as we walk to Finch’s moped since it’s parked in front of the restaurant.

I stand between Kevin, who is on my right, and Jim while Oz stands on Jim’s left. Finch is already at his bike, putting on his helmet.

“Guys, um...What exactly does third base feel like?” Jim asks, putting his hands in his pockets.

Kevin looks at Oz and gestures to him. “You wanna take this one?”

Oz thinks for a moment before putting his hand on my brother's shoulder. He then holds up two fingers in a gun motion.

“Like warm apple pie.” He smirks.

“Really?” Jim asks, interested. “Like apple pie?”

Oz nods with his smirk. “Uh huh.”

Jim pauses for a split second before looking at him. “McDonald’s or homemade?”

The smiles on the guy’s faces drop slowly at his question. Did you really have to ask that, James? Whoever said that there are no stupid questions...clearly has not met my brother and heard him ask something related to sex.

“Jim...I don’t think it matters.” I say, glancing at him.

“Yea. Like you’d know. You don’t! You ain’t ever even made it past first base.” My brother pouts, trying to make himself feel a little better after asking a stupid question.

“I’ve made it far enough, James. You might be my twin, but that doesn’t mean you have to know what I have and haven’t done.” I raise a brow. “I’ve certainly made it further than you.”

“Gentlemen, lady.” Finch says, starting his bike. “Destiny awaits.”

His bike moves barely an inch before breaking down. I giggle and shake my head while the other guys just chuckle.

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