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chp. 4

CHAPTER 4.

   In the end, Dylan and Matt won their match, a good win 5-2. They both scored two each and Dylan assisted the last goal. To be honest, if they weren't friends, they wouldn't have won.

   I sat on my bed, jamming out some top 50 music, scrolling through Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, but I got bored really quickly. To my surprise, an unknown number texted me.

   Unknown: hi.

   Me: who r u?

   Unknown: blunt much?

   Me: yeah. Who r u?

  Unknown: it's ethan, chill.

   My eyebrows are raised as I quickly put his contact in my phone. Why the hell was he texting me anyways? We can barely stay in the same room without throwing swear words at each other.

   Me: i literally know no other ethan so yeh.

   Ethan: thats cool, means im special.

   Me: why r u texting me again?

   Ethan: easy there, sweetheart.

   Me: dont call me that.

   Ethan: sure, sweetheart.

   Me: asshole. What do you want?

   Ethan: so theres a party tomorrow and i got no date because eve's gone to like some dumb family thing over the weekend and we're all supposed to bring a date and ur pretty much the only other girl i actually know besides jade.

   Woah, word vomit much? And why the hell would he pick me to go to a bloody party with? For God's sake, have you seen the amount of girls he attracts? And he's got a girlfriend, bitch or not, she's still his girlfriend. You don't just ask other girls to parties when you have a girlfriend. No. Just. No.

   Me: first of all, family meetings aren't stupid, u get to spend time with ur family. Second of all, no.

   Ethan: cmon, please? Or just go, you dont even need to be my date, just pretend you are.

   Me: dude, me pretending is literally me being.

   Ethan: i know you want to, like who can resist my hot, sexy body?

   Me: thats cool. No.

   Ethan: PLEASSSSSE.

   Me: NO.

   Ethan: plsplsplspslpspslsplsplsplsplsplplsplplplpsssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

   Me: No! What part of no do u not get.

   Ethan: the 'no' part.

   Me: fucker. No.

   Ethan: pleassssssssssssssssssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

   He spammed me nonstop for about ten fucking minutes, and I was so on the verge of completely switching my phone off, but I'd then have nothing to entertain myself with, and in the end, eventually, I gave in. Don't ask me why. Might as well, because Jade would probably spend hours trying to persuade me to come.

   Me: okay, fine! Just shut the fuck up already.

   Ethan: i knew you'd cave. Be at ur house at 7, cool?

   Me: i can get there myself, thanks.

   Ethan: see you at your house.

   I don't even bother replying at that. He'd never shut up about it. But he was going to have to take Jade with him as well. I laughed to myself, quickly texting Jade about the party, where her reply was fast. She said she'd be over at 5 to get ready. God, do you really need that much time to get ready?