The Playboy's game

Chapter 7

Emie

"*tit tit....tit tit*"

I woke up because of the alarm clock.

I punch the alarm clock.

"Stupid alarm clock" I moan.

"Why did I set it again?"

Trying to remember the reason why I set the larm clock.

"Oh yeah practice"

Wait what?! PRACTICE!!!!

I forgot there is a practice today.

"Stupid of me"

I got up and stretch.

Suddenly I remembered Cassie.

"Oh yeah her first day"

I went to my bathroom and wash my face and tie my hair into a ponytail.

I went out of the room. I went to her room but she wasn't there.

"Nah she is a morning person after all"

I went to the kitchen, Cassie was eating hotdogs and an egg.

"Eating breakfast without me huh?" I said.

"You woke up late anyways" she said.

"You didn't even cook breakfast for me" I said.

"Go cook yourself. You are all grown up anyways" she said.

"Unfair" I said.

I decided to have a quick breakfast. The usual, cereal.

"Diet?" She ask.

"On a hurry"

"Wae?"

"Rememeber? Practice"

"Oh yeah....WHAT?!"

"yeah practice"

"Dude what time is it?"

I check the time, "6:45"

"Thank goodness"

The same routine as last night every after dinner, breakfast and lunch.

"Yah! Unnie!" I shouted.

"What?" she ask, annoyed.

He he good for you. Thats what you get when you dont give your maknae a breakfast. Bleh!

The board of directors in my brain decided to piss Cassie.

"Nothing" I said.

I went to the coach where Cassie is seating, probably reading some news about Liskook.

I poke her head.

She ignore me.

I poke her repeatedly.

She ignores me repeatedly.

I poke her again.

"What do you fucking want?" She ask and look at me.

"You. Are. Losing. Your. Swag" I said and smirk.

From angry all the way to worried she goes.

"NO WAY!!!"

"Yes!"

"No. No. No. No"

"Si!"

"You're kidding"