The bad boy games

Chapter 1

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I march up to my room I defeat. Stomping my feet to a rhythm I hear Tyler calling my name. I sight spinning around to face my best friend.

"What do you want?"

I cross my arms and shift from foot to foot.

"Your still upset that I beat you at COD earlier? It's just a game Rils."

"Just a game?! You always win!"

"Come on, let's have another match. I will go easy on you this time."

"Pinky promise?" I hold out my pinky waiting for him to accompany mine. For a few moments he hesitates but then slowly hooks his pinky around mine.

"Now we have to bite our thumbs."

I said with a smile. He rolls his eyes and bends down to bite his thumb.

" we do it on 1 , 2 , 3."

We both bend down and bite our thumbs I look up and our eyes meet. I smile and stand back up.

"So.... Call of duty now?"

Tyler pleads.

"Ugh, why not."

As we make our way downstairs we decided to grab a bag of chips but had an argument over what flavour to have.

"Ketchup sucks!"

I exclaim. His taste in chips was just off.

" Its better than salt and vinegar, that burns my lips!"

I wave my arms up in the air in frustration.

"Well I'm not having Ketchup so you can take ketchup for yourself and I will take s and v."

I say grabbing my bag.

"S and V?" He asks lifting an eyebrow.

"Oh shut up." Rolling my eyes I walk away and yell over my shoulder.

"If you don't hurry we are playing Mario kart!"
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"You said you'd go easy! That was worse than last time Tyler, you broke our pinky promise. We shall never speak again."

I childly turn my back to him. He chuckles and places his hand on my shoulder.

"Rils, I am terribly sorry. I should not of broken our promise. Now I shall buy you a new pair of shoes."

I turn around wrinkling my nose.

"You know I don't go shopping Ty." I say now facing my best friend.

"I know, I know. How about we go get some.... Ice cream?"

My eyes lighten up and the biggest smile appears on my face. I smile so big my cheeks hurt. I swear my heart stopped.

"Yay!!!!!"

"God, you'd think you were a 6 year old."

I frown and grab his wallet, searching for money. I grab 10 dollars and stand up satisfied and begin to walk away.

"Where are you going?"

He asks. I stop and spin around.

"I'm using your money to buy ice cream. You said you'd get me ice cream."

He stands up and walks towards me.

"When I said that I meant I was going to come with you."

"Right, let's go."