➢ surprise five

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     Turning around, I saw Rider, Lachie and Liam standing in the doorway. Shrugging, I nodded. "Sure, but I don't know shi- uh, anything about it." I pulled out the case with FIFA on the cover, and put it into the Xbox, pressing the button and turning it on.

      I stood up, going over to sit on the lounge, where Liam immediately came over to sit next to me, Lachie positioned himself on the floor, leaning against the arm of the lounge, and Rider took the armchair, throwing both of us a remote at he sat down. "That's cool, easy win then." He said, grinning at me. I scowled back at him.

     Lachie pressed the start button on the game, and as I stared dumbly at the screen, he took my remote and chose my player, handing it back to me when he was done. He pressed go, and all our players were on a field. While Rider and Lachie were off playing, I was still trying to figure out how to move foreword.

     "No, the other way! Give me the ball!" I yelled at the screen, flinging my arms around as my player kicked the grass instead of the ball, and Rider's player stole it away from me. "You stupid idiot! What kind of game is this?" I exclaimed, while the boys were trying not to laugh at my constant outbursts.

     Liam had no idea what was going on, but had taken it upon himself to stand up on the lounge beside me, chanting "Go! Go! Go!" and pumping his fists in the air. I shouted multiple protests as Lachie stole the ball away from me when I finally got it back, and whacked him on the shoulder as he proceeded to ignore my objection to their playing.

     With one hand still playing he placed a hand on his chest. "Who knew you'd be such a violent player, Faith."he gasped. "I'm shocked." I glared at the back of his head.

     I mentally shouted profanities at the TV, before chucking my remote beside me and sinking into the lounge, muttering, "This game is stupid." and letting Rider and Lachie play on, winning 12-1. Rolling my eyes, they high-fived, and sat back in their seats, smiling triumphantly.

     After a while, Rider spoke up. "I think we should get a prize for winning." He stated, looking at me. at mentioning this, Lachie turned around, looking at me as well, a smile on his face. I raised my eyebrows expectantly at Rider, waiting for him to continue.

     "What are you boys doing?" A new voice spoke from the doorway. We all looked up too see Liz standing there, with Liam holding her hand. I didn't even notice the empty space beside me. For a woman with only weekends to relax, she sure looked like someone who be on the cover of a Womens Weekly magazine.

     Lachie was the one to answer. Not with something I was entirely happy about, though. "We beat Faith at FIFA so she's gonna make up some food." he finished, a cheeky grin plastered on his face, making him look even more attractive. Never mind that, the point was I was not going to bake them something.

     "I never agreed to this," I interjected, raising a brow in his direction. "And I already cooked you pancakes this morning." With that he shrugged, mumbling something along the lines of "And they were good." I rolled my eyes, copying his words from this morning. "Yeah, considering they were the packet mix." He smiled sheepishly, causing a small smile of my own to tug on my lips. I let out an exaggerated sigh. "I suppose I'll make some cupcakes." I drawled out.

     "Awesome." They both chorused, leaving the room, not before making me promise that I would make them today. Lachie reached down and shook my pinkie, before leaving and Rider ruffing my hair as he followed after him. Soon after I could hear faint banging on the walls, coming from Carter and Rider who had managed to tackle each other in the middle of the hallway.

     I stood up and walked over to Liz and Liam. "You could of given them marshmallows and they'd be just as happy." She said, laughing. I covered my face with my hands and started laughing. She tells me this now. It would've come in handy about two minutes ago. "I'll start making lunch in about forty-five minutes." she said, glancing at the silver watch hanging on her wrist. "By the way, how'd you sleep?"

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