Game On

Chapter Five: School

            I walked inside and found Crowe sitting on the couch watching TV. "You two seem chummy." I said while rolling my eyes, focusing on the screen. "We've known each other since we were kids. Didn't you have a childhood friend?" I chuckled,"Only Thompson."

   There was a period of silence until he broke it. "Why did you shove her into the pool?" "She pissed me off." He shook his head,"Yes, but you didn't need to shove her. She was getting back at you from when you slammed the whipped cream into her face." I shrugged.

   "What do you have against her anyway."

"Nothing."

"Really," he turned towards me with a questioning look,"nothing at all?"

"She's the one with the problem not me!" I hesitated, glossing over everything that had happened so far, I couldn't put my finger on it. "Okay fine, the only thing that I have against her is that she hates me for no reason."

He blinked at me,"That's it?"

"Yeah..."

"Wow, I was expecting much more but okay..." 

 After 20 minutes he left the house and my phone went off. I looked down at it to see a new message from UNKNOWN.  I looked at the message in bewilderment. **Hello** **Who are you?** **Don't be silly, I kissed you remember?**

  Bethany. **About that, why?** 

**Tired of hating you. Wanted to start fresh.**

**By kissing me?**

**Sure, something like that. Btw, nice dancing last Friday. I was sad that I didn't get a goodbye kiss.**

**I was bothered. Didn't want to.**

**Can I come over maybe :))**

**I guess?** I turned off my phone and slid it into my pocket. "Ma!"

"Yes Mike?"

"Can someone come over..."

"What about Nathan?"

"He left.."

"Oh, then I suppose. But not for long."

  15 went by fast until I heard a knock on the front door. I took in a deep breath and walked over to it, opening the door to see Beth standing there. "Hey...." "Can I come in?" "Mmhmm." She strolled in and looked around. She started heading upstairs and I walked after her. She grabbed my hand and led me to the guest room. "Um.. Beth....?" "Shh.." A smile crept onto her glossed lips. She opened the door, looking at me as she pulled me in.

   "Beth.." I said, trying to be as quiet as I could. She sat down..on Angela. "OW, MIKE I SWEAR TO GOD!!!!" She sat up in bed and stared at both of us in anger and shock. Beth dropped my hands and looked at both of us. First me, then her, then back at me again. "I can't believe that I sat down on that FREAK!" I laughed nervously, hoping to get out of this.

  Angela glared at both of us, grabbed her pillow and blankets, she headed downstairs. I watched her leave and turned to see Beth fold her arms, giving me a death stare. "I guess I made a mistake. I can't believe I kissed you! But hey, you're sleeping with her. Goodbye Mike." She began to leave but I grabbed her arm, but in return she slapped me hard. "Beth.. Her parents are making her stay here. It wasn't her choice." She rolled her eyes,"Whatever King... I don't care anymore." "Dude, I hate her. Why would I sleep with that nerd?" A small smile appeared then it turned into a frown. "I'm going. Bye."

   After she left, I walked downstairs to see Angela laying on the couch, angry as ever. "Sorry about that." She pushed past me with her stuff,"I don't want to hear it. Keep your slut out of my room.. I just want some sleep around here." She headed back upstairs without another word and I sat on the couch, sighing. I picked up my controller and started to play Black Ops. 

                                                                   ~Morning~

  I got out of bed and put on fresh clothes, I ran over to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I walked downstairs to see Angela making bacon and eggs. She put some on a plate for Jodie and for herself. As I got to the kitchen she put the pan in the sink and grabbed her plate, heading to the dining room alone.   I grabbed some yogurt from the fridge and ate it quickly. 

  As it turned 6:30 I saw her put her plate in the sink and grab her bag, leaving the house for school. I did the same and got into my car, driving off. I noticed that she got picked up by her friend. I sped off and tightened my grip on the wheel. This is going to be a long month. I got to school and headed in.

  I went to my locker and saw people talking about the party. I shrugged it off and grabbed my notebook. I walked into my first period class and slept, not caring whether I get in trouble. Can this day go any slower?