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The atmosphere in the Laser-tag lobby is lively but awkward. I like to say I'm a fairly nice person, so I get along with the people here. There aren't as many of us as I thought there would be- roughly eight people. Mckenna, Momona, Aryan, Dior, Leah, this one tall guy I don't know (his name is Charles or something), and Walker.

Now I said before I'm a nice person. But Walker just irks something in me. He might be cute, but that guy pisses me off. We may have also only have talked like twice, but that's beside the point. You could say it was dislike at first sight.

Our group finally gets to the front of the line, and we get our wristbands before heading to the ready room, or whatever it's called. Dior pulls out her phone to get the choosing app and everyone lays their pointer finger on the screen. The first two picked are Aryan and Mckenna- those lucky pumpkin smashers. Then, Momona and Leah, and after that, Dior and Charlie. I'm stuck with Walker.

We both groan and give each other disgusted looks.

"Why do I have to go with this..." Walker starts, "Commoner."

I gasp. "Excuse me?"

"You heard right."

"Dior, Leah, and Aryan can testify to the literal penthouse I'm staying in right now."

Walker looks over to the three teens, a smug look on his face. He clearly didn't expect them to say "She's not lying" and turn away. He stands there, astonished as I get my gear on. I smirk.

Within a few minutes, we all get to our different entrances- Walker and I are team red. We're a bigger group, so we aren't playing with any strangers.

"I bet I can get more kills than you," Walker taunts, loading his gun.

"What are you going to give me if you lose?" I ask, interested.

"I'll draw a mustache on myself with Sharpie and then post it on Instagram."

"With an additional 20 bucks?"

"Fine, but if you lose you have to dress up in a chicken costume and walk around the city with me."

"Deal."

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Aryan, Mckenna, and Charlie are out, destroyed by yours truly. I don't know who Walker's killed, but there has to be at least one left seeing as the game is still going. All I have to do is get it before him- or else we'll tie.

I make my way to the center of the area, so I can see all around me. It makes me a better target, but if I lose, then oh well. A chicken costume isn't that bad. I hop over a few small walls, and doge some stray shots. Techno music plays in the background as I sneak up behind a blonde, who's right in front of me. I quickly shake his shoulders to startle him, and Walker turns around quickly, pointing his gun at me. 

"No survival instincts?" I ask, teasing as I wipe my hands on my jacket.

"Shut up," he mutters and returns to pointing his gun at unsupervised corners. Then suddenly, Dior, Leah, and Momona appear, surrounding us. I point my gun at one of the girls, my back instinctively pressed against Walker's. I flinch away after I realize the physical contact, and he just looks back at me weirdly. No one shoots, in fear of getting their team eliminated. It seems the three of them made some sort of alliance.