Chapter 3

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This morning I woke up at 9:00am with this anger building up in the pit of my stomach because of he who shall not be named.

So of course, only one thing could help relieve this feeling.... Call of Duty Black Ops II.

Xbox just made Black Ops II backwards compatible on the Xbox One and I couldn't have been happier. I literally screamed when I found out.

I pressed the start button on my Xbox controller and plugged my headset into the controller. After signing in I opened BO2 and started playing.

I was playing Team Deathmatch on the map Turbine and I was getting my ass kicked.

"Fuck how did I miss that shot" I yelled.

I continued to play using my DSR-50 sniper rifle.

"Finally got that fucker" I said after getting a one shot one kill achievement.

The match was nearing the end, "I'm going to get this final killcam".

And what do you know I got that shit.

"HELL YEAH TAKE THAT", the enemy player was on the bridge when I quick scoped them.

"BELLA SHUT THE HELL UP...it's what... 9:30 in the morning I'm trying to sleep!" Emma yelled.

I just rolled my eyes and kept play, trying to hold my tongue before the vicious Emma attacked again.

After playing for another thirty minutes, I logged off a went to take a quick shower.

I went back in the bedroom and picked out my clothes for today, which consisted of light washed skinny jeans ripped at the knee with a loose fitting white V-neck; paired with my faded white keds. I got dressed and shook Emma's sleeping figure.

"Bro wake up" I said trying to get Emma up.

"The fuck do you want" she mumbled.

"I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat" I said as my stomach started to growl.

"Ugh fine but you're driving and I have call into work so I can have the day off" she said getting out of my bed and started to get ready.

Emma called her boss while looking for something to wear in my dresser.

Emma and I were practically the same size so she picked out a pair of black leggings, an oversized tie dye shirt and her double buckle sandals she had on when she came over yesterday.

"Finally, let's go I'm starving" I hurried her as I grabbed my keys off the counter.

"Hold on, stop rushing" Emma said as she threw her hair up into a messy bun.

"Ok, done", she said as she walked out the front door with me.

I locked up and headed for my car. We were going to a local diner down the street for my apartment.

I hooked my phone up to the AUX and started blasting 5 Seconds of Summer Sounds Good Feels Good Album.

They need to make some new songs, they're becoming irrelevant.

Emma and I sang as loud as we could all the way to the diner.

I parked in front of the diner, unplugging my phone and getting out.

"This place has the best French toast in Nevada bro" I told Emma as she laughed at my excitement.

When we walked in there was a waitress at the front an older looking woman.

"Just the two of you ladies?" She asked kindly.

"Yes ma'am just us", I replied smiling.

She showed us to a booth near the back with a clear view of the woods.

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