Playing the Player

Prolougue

I was peacefully playing Call of Duty in my room when I received a facetime call from Allison. I was confused, as I haven't talked to her lately. But Allison was my friend, and I already died in my game so I answered the call.

I lazily sat up and accepted the facetime call. It was 10 o'clock  in a Saturday morning. The first thing I noticed were her puffy eyes. Allison was very pretty, she had pale skin and wavy shoulder-length honey blonde hair, she has brown eyes. She was head cheerleader back in 9th grade.

"Hi Danica..." She slowly said.
"What happened? Did you fail math again?" I asked, knowing how much she feared failing math.
"Nothi-" she started. Does she really think I'm that gullible?
"Don't even try lying to me, I can see that you were crying." I demanded.
"You know Cassler right?" She asked, making me mentally snort.
"Of course I do. He sits behind me." Her face flushed, indicating her embarrasment.
"So, anyway. He asked me out a few weeks ago, and dumped me to move on to Britney." I wrinkled my nose. Well, he is a player...
"Why her? Of all people..." I said. "You do realize that I am pretty bad at comforting people right?"
"I'm not asking you to comfort me, I have friends better than you at that." Ouch.
She quickly said something to cover it up.  "I don't mean it that way."

We sat there in awkward silence for a few minutes, until she perked up.

"I'm asking you to play with him." She exitedly said. What?!
"Hell no."
"Why not?"she reasoned "I believe  you are the solution."

I ended the call, with Allison's words pounding in my head. I believe you are the solution. The nerve of some people. I  decide to take a quick  nap to clear my head.

••••

I looked at the time, I seriously have to start  And hiding from my best friends Kaitlyn and Vanessa. They arranged blind date, knowing they would come over and make sure I would go, I started looking for places to hide. Apparently, they couldn't say who was going to the date, even to their best friend.

I hid in the comfort room, sure that they wouldn't check there. Surely, they arrived a few minutes later. After finding me, thanks to my sister Derica, which I hate by the way, they started trying to convince me to open the door. I sighed in relief, glad the wern't able to open the door or get me out.

"It'll be fun!" Kaitlyn said.
"I believe not." I replied.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because......I don't need to answer your questions!" I said.
"You do realize that doesn't make sense right?" she said.
"Yes, I am quite aware," I said.

Our conversation went on like that until I heard a ding, signaling that Kaitlyn received a text message.

I heard some rumbling above me. I looked up and the rumbling stopped.

"What was that?"

"Maybe I can go through your kitchen and cook some bacon." she replied.

Suddenly, the ventilation fell. I looked up, half expecting a serial killer or a crazy visiting pyscho. But I would prefer meeting them, at least I could scrub their eyes with soap... But no such luck, instead I met Vanessa. I silently curse my parents for installing a vent. Who needs a damn vent in a house? I get that they're rich, but share your blessing and give it to charity rather that wasting it on a useless ventilation system! I cursed.

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So....this is a random book I made about my friend.....some characters are real, and some aren't.

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