Game On

Fudge knockers

   "Alright class, everyone to the library. We need to check out or CALC textbook. Afterwards you're dismissed"

   Second day of school and I was already, ready for summer.

"MIL- I mean Jillian hey!"

   I used to dream of the day that Andrew would talk to me, without him asking for a snack.

"What?"

   I snapped. He was the one causing all my stress and I did not like it one bit.

"Geez good morning to you too... What have I ever done to you?!"

   I managed to give him the "what-fudge-knockers-do-you-think-you-did-to-me look"

"0oh yeah... Don't answer that ... Ha ha ..."

   He grinned with the sweetest boyish smile-
Oh no no no. He ruined my whole middle school experience. I. Hate. Him.

"Look, Andrew. I'm going to be frank with you. I don't like you. In fact I hate you. Hates the strongest word in my dictionary. So I strongly dislike you. I'm not trying to be a jerk. Aha who do I care. I am a jerk and all thanks to you!"

   I gave him a sarcastic smile and checked my book out.

   "Look here Morena, I'm Andrew Laurence, everyone and I mean EVERYONE would kill to have the opportunity to talk to me!"

   "Well Laurence"

   I replied with the same tone.

"I Jillian Morena, am not the same girl I was 4 years ago. You're just a big fact fudge knocker and I don't appreciate your cockiness."

    With that I stormed off.

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As the final bell wrung, my phone buzzed.

   "Hey sissy poo! Sorry I left skewllll without you... Uh I'm kinda taking Anna Williams on a date. Hope you don't mind. TOODLES  -bigbrothaaa"

   I chuckled and shrugged it off. I wasn't surprised. As I left campus on my walk home. I felt as if someone was following me. Just as my luck worsened it started raining cats and dogs. I noticed a black Lexus following me. And it and to a halt on the side of the sidewalk the passenger seat window rolled down.

"Need a ride?"

"No thanks Andrew I'd rather walk and catch a cold and die."

   Andrew threw his head back and laughed.

"Jilli just get in the car, I promise I'll take you home"

   I hesitated, but got into the car.

"Safety first!"

   He chirped and reached for my seat belt. Having him "accidentally" swipe my boob. I glared and all he did was smirk.

"My house is 4276, sw 72nd road so just keep going straight then make a right."

   I instructed, but as we came to the street that he was supposed to turn on, he continued to go straight.

"Andrew! You said you were TAKING ME HOME!!"

   I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"Shut up"

   Was all he managed to say, we ended up going to Olive Garden. Which was okay, because I absolutely love it here.

"Look, I'm not the same guy I was in the eighth grade. I was rude and self absorb. I mean I'm still kinda weird... But it's a jock thing. I have a proposition-"

   "Look Andrew, if you're trying to get with me right now it's not going to work. I'm not looking for a relatioship-"

"Listen to my proposition, let's play a game. If I win... You have to forgive me for all my faults... If you win I'll, I'll leave you alone... Forever"

"Game on, Andrew Laurence."