A Simple Bet

A Simple Ber:Chapter 7

Travis' POV

I pulled up to Blake's house and saw one thing that automatically pissed me off,Riley's car was in my parking spot.I wish I could say it wasn't true,but she's the only person with a lame license plate that's says glam on.I absolutely hated it.Not the license plate,I mean it symbolizes what I hate,but really it's the monster that Riley has become.I mean really what senior macks on a little freshmen.Then I heard she tried to flirt with Blake.I mean this girl was such a slut.I still don't get how she did it.How'd she turned my little brown haired rascal into a blonde haired bimbo.

I parked right next to her car and got out.Blake's huge house stood in front of me.Blake's house was the first thing I saw when I came back from London during sophomore year.He greeted me with open arms and until I settled into my place let me chill at his.I couldn't imagine what it would be like without him.I also thought that I would come back to the same Riley who almost suffocated me with pillows on multiple occasion.When I asked Blake about Riley though he said it wasn't good.He told me that Riley ruled the school with an iron fist and went though boys faster than she could count them.

Of course me being stubborn didn't believe him so he took me to see.He drove us to the school I would soon be enrolled in.We parked in the front and he had led me somewhere.

Flashback

"Blake,"I asked hoping he hadn't gone crazy."Who the hell comes to school on a Saturday?"

"Some people I know,"He replied.He kept walking and I started to grow annoyed.

"You might as well give up now,"I said very sure that there was no way he was telling the truth about Riley."There is no was my Riley has turned to the dark side."

We kept walking until we reached a football field.He climbed the aisles as I followed him.He went to the very top bleachers and we took seats.The seats were ice cold and I did my best to try and not wince at it.The bleachers over looked the field where the were football players training and some girls in cheer leading uniforms jogging.He brought me to see cheerleaders?I mean I'm not complaining,but still."Then you're in for a rude awakening my friend,"Blake chuckled.

He leaned back while I stayed on the edge of the seat still not getting why the hell he brought me here.The cheerleaders jogged around to where we could actually see them and let me just say they,were hot.There's one I couldn't take my eyes off she obviously was the captain,since she was bossing everyone around.She had sun kissed blonde hair and a very nice frame.Her hazel eyes were alluring.She looked so familiar.After watching her for a few minutes she went over to a guy on the football team and started to flirt with him.She felt his muscles and then giggle at something he said.

She then left and returned to her team.She notice another football player looking at her and she winked at him and blew him a kiss."You see that chick right there,"He said pointing to the girl I was watching.

"How could I not,"I asked hungrily.

"Whoa bro before you attempt to go and get with her there is one thing you should know,"He said.

"Yeah and what is that,"I asked rubbing my hands together.

He patted me on the back."That my friend is Riley Hale,"He said grinning.My mouth dropped wide open an stared at the girl.There is no way in hell that fine piece of meat is Riley?Riley is a brunette,who hates cheer leading,and jocks.Riley would never shamelessly flirt with guys especially not jocks.Blake reached over and shut my mouth with his hand,but all I could do was stare.

I would if told him to stop fucking joking if what the coach said didn't prove him right."Riley,"The coach yelled."Run over routine five!"Riley sent the coach a thumbs up and she called all the team together.She was telling them something and then they all broke up.How is that Riley?Riley wore baseball caps,always had some types of bruises on her,and was honestly a mess.At the same time though she was my mess,and I regretted leaving her.So I assumed that when I got back she would be waiting for me.