The Game Is On

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After hiding in one classroom or the other from him and almost freaking Erica out and myself too with my rambling about how stupid I've been in the morning, finally it was time for me to go home.
I didn't realise during my very noticeable stalking session that he would have formed a very creepy and weird impression about me.
At that time I didn't cared about what he thought, I just wanted my click and now, here I'm hiding away from him. Maybe tomorrow I'll be a bit calm, but not today, when I've done such creepy stunts.

On reaching my home, I prepared myself a sandwich and then bolted straight to my room. Started my game meanwhile changing my clothes into more comfortable ones, my tank top and shorts.

Let's challenge that kay_ now, I smirked.

I challenged him in the crash event, in this, within fifteen seconds whoever earns more cash by crashing into vehicles, wins.
A second later after sending him the challenge, he accepted it.
Damn, that was fast.

'Ready to lose again?' why the fuck does he sends a message everytime. Can't he play in peace?

'Talking about yourself?' I replied back.

'We'll see' that was his last message before the game started. I'm going to ignore this, can't talk too much.

He selected the silver lake track, too bad for him, I've raced numerous times on this track.

Aim for the smaller vehicles, this was my self discovered trick months ago after losing myself in numerous races.
The smaller vehicles get displaced easily, crashing easily into other vehicles which will earn me greater cash.
He was to go first in the race and he aimed his car at crashing into two stationary buses. I was expecting this only from him. He will just earn the cash points of the two buses only.
While according to my plan, more vehicles will get crashed.
And ofcourse,
my technique never fails, I won.

Just when I was about to message him with some sarcastic remark, he messaged me first.
'How the hell did you do that!' The message read.
Okay, so someone is pissed then.
'You're just on the beginning stage, there's a long way to go sweetie :)' that smile in the message conveys my condolences​ to him on his defeat.

'I'M NOT A SWEETIE! YOU'RE GONNA LOSE THE NEXT GAME' so he's even more pissed since the message was in capitals.

Looking into his achievements from his gaming profile, he has already achieved the coupe class trophy. That's a tough one to achieve but I've won the sports class one as well which is a level ahead of coupe class.

He started the grand prix match, a three race match. It is one of the most challenging events. Each track is way tougher than the previous one.
During the match, we both had won one race each and now the result depended upon the last race.
I was just one lap left for the race to end, the final lap. If one second he's ahead then the next, I. We were so close to reaching the final point and then he overtook me, crossing the line and ofcourse winning the match.

Now his already grown pride will cross the wall of China.
Great, fucking great.

'What say now?' And here comes the message. I let out a sigh, I really need to up my game.

'shut up' I typed, that's the best I can come up with right now.
And I'm off to bed. Early, I must add.

*

The perks of sleeping early, that I had nothing to do in the morning except to sulk over my defeat in that match and ofcourse eat. Surprisingly, I reached college early, even before the first lecture.
Erica is no where to be seen. I had called her a few minutes before and she had told me she's already in the college. Some seminar was being held and she had volunteered to do work at the registration desk.

"Oh thank god, you're here" Erica came rushing towards me.

"Thank me" I responded.

"Okay now listen, the other girl who was with me on the registration desk has called in sick, so I need someone else I would be having a shit load work to do." She huffed.

" And you're telling this to me why?"

"Because you're sitting with me on the registration desk duh" she said in an obvious tone.

" You know, not many are going to attend that boring seminar so I think you alone can handle the work."

"No, many are gonna attend it for the free attendance, so you're coming with me now" and just like that she dragged me towards the seminar hall.

"Yes ma'am, she's willing to fill in for Emily" Erica spoke to the coordinator.

So after an hour of filling in names and other details of the students attending the seminar I was tired as hell. I was just about to give up on this when Erica nudged me, " oh look there's that guy you found attractive sitting in the canteen alone a week ago"

I looked over there, " oh yes! He's coming over here" and he stopped in front of our desk.

"Is the registration happening here?" He asked.
Ew, I don't like his voice.

"Obviously here, where else?" Can't he see the registration board.
Oh god he's not even that attractive. He looked good from afar but not now.
Crush cancel!

I just passed on the sheet to Erica so that she can write his name.
But wait a second, I like his shirt. Though it was just a plain black button up shirt but I had a thing for such shirts. I want to touch that shirt.
While he was dictating his name and details to Erica, I slyly raised my hand, moving it towards his shirt.
Just a second later, Erica had gripped my other hand, ceasing my movements.

"Can you stop your creepiness for a while, Aaron is going to notice it" she hissed​ lowly.

So that's his name, Aaron.

Okay well that can be done....if I steal his shirt. I smirked, Erica sighed.

More time passed and the registration were almost done. We were now freely sitting on the desk, our presence was not necessary in the seminar, a plus point.

I had gone to the canteen to bring some food for Erica and myself and as I was coming towards Erica, I saw him sitting at the staircase on the same spot he was sitting yesterday with his friends.

Immediately I rushed towards Erica, giving her the sandwiches, " look it's him there on the staircase."

" Oh that ' I-don't-look-at-anyone Mr. VirginGod" Erica joked.

"What? What sort of a name is that!?" God her naming skills are weird.

"Don't get so defensive now, moreover he doesn't even look at anyone hence such a name"

"Wait his friend saw us" I told her while looking at the staircase.

"And now his friend his whispering something to him" Erica pointed out.

"And now Mr.VirginGod is putting his phone down" I can use that name.

" And now he's looking at us with a surprised look"

"And now we run" and I grabbed Erica's hand and turned towards the opposite direction. He would probably be laughing at us now.

"You're situation handling skills are amazing, just run from everything" sarcasm laced in her voice.

I know I'm amazing, thanks"

"You wish looser"

"I would be thanking you for this amazing compliment but we have some problem to solve now. I've made such a shitty first impression. First I click his picture with him noticing it and now I've done this. What's next? I garb his face and kiss him randomly?"

"I bet you can never do that" Erica smirked.

"Shut up and tell me what to do!" I exclaimed.

"Well the most logical step is to go and have a conversation with him rather than creeping him out" Erica pointed.

" Now that I've done such creepy stunts in front of him I have no guts to face him"

*****

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