A Boy and A Girl

゜ ✭ ・. Chapter 13

Point of View: Genevieve

Genevieve slammed the large cardboard box down on the table, causing the young blond across from her to jump and clutch his chest. "I FOUND IT!"

"I don't care what you just found, you don't yell across the house, young lady!" Her mother declared from the living room where she was watching the news.

The much older man, who sat next to the startled teen, simply raised a brow. "Was it necessary to give Bailey a heart attack Raindrop?" He asked.

"Ah- no, I'm sorry." Ginny smiled at Bailey apologetically, and he nodded, though still shaking. "But, I found the monopoly!" She said excitedly.

Ginny's father rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we can see that, Ginny, now can you possibly open the monopoly as well, or are you just going to marvel at the fact that you found it?"

Ginny stuck her tongue out at him. "I'm getting it." She grumbled, pulling the top off of the box and setting it to the side. She picked up several plastic packets filled with pieces and set them down, then tossed the bag of player pieces toward her dad. It was filled with most of the normal pieces, but the car had been replaced with a clay blob that was intended to be in the shape of a butterfly... but seven-year-old Genevieve had not exactly been the best at shaping animals from clay.

"I call the butterfly!" She declared.

"You mean the blob?" The blond man responded, smirking.

Ginny narrowed her eyes. "I will throw these house thingies at you. My butterfly looks just fine, thank you very much!"

He held up his hands in mock defeat. "Okay, I surrender- your blo- I mean... butterfly looks great." He smirked, then ducked and shrieked as his daughter pelted a small hotel at him.

Ginny grinned and glanced at Bailey, who had watched the whole scene with mild amusement. "Do you two do this every time you play monopoly, or just when I come over?" He asked, the makeup still on his face from earlier.

"Every time." Ginny's father sighed. "Unfortunately."

Genevieve nudged him. "Not true, last time wasn't this bad!" She exclaimed.

"Uh-huh... and that's saying a lot because..?" He lifted a brow. "We haven't even started the game yet, Raindrop, you're not helping your case." He stated, stacking cards in their respective places.

Genevieve shrugged, glancing at Bailey. "Do you play board games a lot at your house?" She asked.

Bailey shook his head. "Nah, my mom and dad are too busy with my sister to play games... and even before she was born, the only game my family ever played was Uno, between me and mom. Dad doesn't like that game."

"Hey, we are gonna play tonight, right?" Genevieve's father interrupted.

Bailey smiled. "Yeah- I'll take the dog, if you don't mind." He added.

"Okay, so Ginny's the butterfly-blob, Bailey is the dog, and I shall be the shoe." He said, ignoring Genevieve's glare.

Genevieve set her butterfly down on the board, and they started playing. Mostly though, they were just talking and occasionally actually doing things with pieces.