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YOU suck, were the words that came out of Bailey's mouth, For context Walker had just lost to Bailey at the shooting game 24-2. This kid wasn't so bad, yeah he was rude at first but he wasn't bad. His siblings were nice, and so was everyone there but which Bailey had already knew them.
"It's not my fault i'm not blessed with athletic genes, I got the acting ones," He grins as Bailey rolls her eyes. "Oh yeah," She mocks as they walk over to find another game to play. It was Bailey's turn to pick, she chose the claw machine. It's technically not a game but Walker could finally 'win' at something.
"What are you trying to get?" Bailey questions Walker's very serious face as he moves the handle. "The blue bunny," He looks back at her as she nods. "I have a question," He says. "I have an answer," I smile as he rolls his eyes jokingly
"How does it feel, to be a Older sister while acting and doing softball at the same time?" Odd question. "Stressful, and a lot of anxiety attacks," I nervously giggle as his tongue pokes the side of his mouth. "Yeah, I mean I have them too you just gotta remind yourself 'it's gonna be ok' ," He smiles as my phone goes off.
Wolverine is better❤︎
bails... where are u?
baliey balls❤︎
with walker dad.
Wolverine is better❤︎
oh, but where?
baliey balls❤︎
the arcade across the street bozo
Wolverine is better❤︎
"bozo" is not it how about skibidi dad
baliey balls❤︎
Goodbye!
"Who was it?" He asks. "My dad, just being annoying," I chuckle as I look at the time, 9:35 P.M. "Hey, shouldn't we be getting back?" I nod as we walk out of the arcade back to restaurant. "We're back," I announce as all the adults turn our way.
"Hey! there you guys are" Hugh says obviously drunk. "Yep, in the flesh," Walker jokes as I laugh. How can a person be so funny? "Real funny, Scobell" My dad calls out as i smirk. "Yeah, Scobell" I mock as he laughs. "Okay, Reynolds" Funny, Walker.
"Shut up," I push him playfully.
"Bailey! you ready to go?" My dad calls from outside the restaurant. "Yeah, dad give me a second" I turn to Walker pulling my phone out. "So like, what's your number" I say awkwardly. "If you wanted to ask me out you could've just said that?" Bruh.
"Never mind," I turn away jokingly as he pulls me back in. "Kidding! It's 909-*6*-9*72," He says as I type it in. "Ok, bye thanks" I smile as he nods.
