Chapter 14

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He went to his room, and texted Dallas, "My mom agreed to the sleepover! What are the pick up/drop off times and are we having dinner there?" Logan waited patiently for a response. 12 minutes later, he got a response.

"Perfect! You can come over whenever, a good time would be around 5:30 so we have a little time before dinner. We're having pizza at my house. You can get picked up between 10 and 11 Saturday morning. My address is 4169 39th Street," Dallas responded.

"Wow, he has everything planned out," Logan thought. "Great, I'll tell my parents," Logan replied. He went back downstairs to tell his mom the information.

"Drop off time is 5:30 and pick up is between 10 and 11. Dallas is bringing pizza, and his address is 4169 39th Street," he reported to his mom.

"Alright, thanks," his mom said, returning her attention to the TV.

Logan texted Dallas and said, "Do you have homework? I kinda wanna play a game."

"No, I'm not busy, what game do you want to play?" Dallas replied.

"Another round of 8-ball?" Logan asked.

"You're on," Dallas replied. Dallas went first, getting a striped ball in a hole, but leaving Logan in a perfect position to make an easy shot. Logan took the easy shot, making it in the bottom left hole with ease. Dallas attempted to get a striped ball laying in the open, but just barely missed the hole. Logan also missed on his next shot. This continued until they each had one ball left.

"Why is it so far away?" Dallas asked jokingly.

"Perfect for me," Logan said, laughing out loud. A miracle occurred, and Dallas somehow managed to get his ball in the hole across the board.

"How in the hell did he make that shot?" Logan asked himself, stunned. He would have to make his final ball into a hole to have a chance, and maneuver around the black 8-ball. He aimed, and took his shot. It bounced, and its trajectory was going straight for the hole, but it stopped just short.

"Dammit, he's gonna win," Logan said to himself. Sure enough, Dallas got the 8-ball in the hole he chose, and won the game.

"Good game," Logan said.

"Good game, I can't believe I beat you," Dallas said.

"I'm not sure either, you're just a very fast learner," Logan said.

"I guess I am. I have an idea if you're interested," Dallas said.

"Sure, what is it?" Logan asked.

"It's a who's most likely to game. Even though it's more fun with more people, it could still be fun," Dallas said.

"Let's try it out," Logan said. Dallas sent him the join code, and they started playing. The first question was 'who's most likely to climb a tree?' Both of them said it would be themselves.

"Really? You would climb a tree?" Logan asked.

"I would totally climb a tree, but I didn't know you would do that," Dallas said.

"I guess on top of having fun, we're learning about each other," Logan said. The next question was 'who's most likely to go on a blind date?' This time, they both said the other person would.

"Are you kidding me? I wouldn't do that," Dallas said defensively.

"I wouldn't do that either, I'm not the adventurous type," Logan said.

"Okay, next question," Dallas said, moving to the next question. 'Who's most likely to be a third wheel?'

"Greyson would be a good third wheel," Logan thought. Dallas and Logan both answered the other person. Then Logan had an idea.

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