The Bet

Chapter 2

"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking."
-Steve Jobs

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Here we all are in class screaming, shouting, arguing, and I'm pretty sure Noah looks ready to throw his hands around in a non friendly way. We're currently in a "small" debate on Vincent Van Gogh. How did we get on this topic is still unclear to me.

"Vincent was not the best painter, Di Vinci was." Derrick calls out.

"You can't compare those two together. One was a painter while the other has done practically everything. One was born in 1452 while the other was born in 1853. How is that fair?" Noah yells out his argument.

"Mona Lisa is by far the best painting. I mean it's better than Starry Night." Derrick fires back.

"Hold up!" I call out. Come on! Seriously guys?! I mean everyone can argue all they want about who's the best painter and what not; but, don't bring Starry Night into the argument. It was one of his greatest painting in my opinion. He literally painted that from a window in his asylum room at Saint Rémy de Provence. Apparently just before sunrise. If that's what he saw when he looked out his window; I want to know how did he see the world through his eyes. I mean technically we did because all his painting were from something he seen right in front of him. If I could go back in time and just ask him some questions. Ah.

"I mean if we're going to toss out Artist names; have you all forgotten about Michelangelo? He did paint Sistine Chapel ceiling for fuck sake!" Emilia hollers out above everyone.

"Now I can see if you argued over Michelangelo and Da Vinci. Considering they were rivals." I sass back my option. Considering Di Vinci was born in 1452 and Michelangelo was born in 1475 I have a valid point. I can hear several people agreeing with me. Noah turns around and gives me a death glare. All he receives is my signature smirk.

"But still, we can not compare any of them because they were each great in their own ways at their own era and time." Devin states his opinion.

"I mean, we each have our own opinions. That's like comparing Devin's sex life to Noah's sex life." Delilah says with a straight face. Each said guy has a look of horror on their face. Mine turns into disgust because I don't want to know about Devin's sex life.

"No thanks. I rather not hear about my brother's sex life." I grumble.

"A better comparison would Kelly's sex life to Aria's sex life." Owen random comments. His comment has my face flaming hot from embarrassment. She's a slut and I am not. I haven't went further than kissing with any guy. Last guy I kissed was the asshole who just embarrassed me. Before I could even think of a comment or argument to say; someone beats me to it.

"How about we see who will spit out the most teeth. You or me." Noah growls out his threat. This has the whole class turned in his direction. The arrogant asshole just defended me and I seriously have no clue why. I'm speechless to say the least.

"Only way you would win is if you would use some knuckle busters." Owen argues back.

"No violence in class. Back to our topic." Our professor sternly says.

"I kind of like this topic, don't you Ari." Owen calls out. Again, my face is flaming hot from more embarrassment. I can feel my face sizzling from how hot it is. I just want to go invisible at this current moment. That is until an eruption of chaos begins to happen in front of my eyes. Owen, who's just a row in front of Devin and Noah, doesn't know when to shut up. Lock the lips and throw the key away type of shut up. Noah and Devin both swing on Owen. Devin connecting his right hand and Noah connecting his left hand each one to Owen's eyes.

Ouch.

"How that for a lesson?" Noah grumbles as he takes his seat back. Here again, I'm dumbfounded and have no clue what to say; so I stay silent. So much for going a semester without my brother getting in trouble.

Just my amazing luck.

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