The Blame Game- a game in which you place the blame on anyone but yourself to escape punishment or consequences for actions played. Usually name blaming is done by the guilty party.
Ever had that person you just wanted to blame for all your proble...
"We're supposed to be trying to end the feud, not add kindling to it." I tell the boys.
"He started it." Harry tells me rolling his eyes as he flops onto my couch, Jenna curling up next to him.
"What did the Boulevard do?"
"He left campus, and almost ran us over."
"You boxed him in, or don't you remember? Would you rather he told the principal and had you expelled?" I ask him.
"Who died and made you leader?" Harry asks.
"Someone has to make sure the lot of you don't get expelled, again." I retort.
"Isn't that Zack's job?" Rosalyn asks coming to stand next to me, She wraps her arms around my waist and snuggles under my arm. I wrap it around her shoulders and just roll my eyes at my friends.
"And look what a great job he did."
"He's got a point." Zack says shrugging as he sits on the side table. The rest of the group sits where ever they can find a spot around the room. Rosalyn sits on the arm of my recliner where I'm sitting. "We can't afford any more suspension, detentions, or expulsions."
"Well if the preps would stop begin such an easy target, it would be easy to stop." Joe retorts.
"Is it so hard to just walk away?" Hanna asks quietly. She's curled up in the opposite corner of the couch hugging a pillow, Zack sitting next to her he puts a hand on her shoulder to calm her, "It's not like they start any of these petty fights, it's always you guys. Do you realize that this stupid feud cause someone to die? He's never coming back. That boy Drag killed he had a family. A girlfriend who probably loved him. How would you feel if someone killed one of us? If Oliver, Leif, Harry, Joe, or Zack were killed next?" She asks, tears forming in her eyes, "I've got some respect for the Boulevards, they never pull a gun, except at the shooting ranges my father works at, and then they're only shooting at paper targets." Hanna stands up and grabs her white leather jacket and white helmet before putting on her white leather boots and walking out. Hanna's the innocent member of the group, and her clothes seem to match that sentiment. She loves the color white, white and pink pretty much make up her wardrobe.
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"Hanna," Zack goes after her grabbing his black and red jacket and his red helmet. Not long after I hear the bikes rev up and know they'll be in for a long ride. Hanna doesn't like being around people when she's upset.
"So, I heard there was going to be a big Boulevard party, wanna crash it?" Harry asks with a lazy smile.
"I think you're missing the point of this entire conversation." Lief says to Harry who just rolls his eyes. "We're supposed to be avoiding conflict, not creating it."
"I think I'm gonna crash it." Harry says standing up, He grabs his black helmet and leather jacket heading for the door.
"I'm coming with you, if you're going to blend in long enough, you'll need a date." Jenna says grabbing her pink leather jacket and helmet. She follows after Harry.
