Life's Little Game

Life's Little Game (7)

Life's Little Game (7)

New chapter! Lol sorry it took SOOO long! I was just kinda focused on my other story coz I was starting a new book and the first chapters gota be PERFECT so that it draws u in! lol so here it is! AGAIN- sorry it took ages! Lol xxx

OH AND SORRY FOR ANY INNACCURACYS! Lol I don't live in Cali- I'm a New Yorker through and through!

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Recap:

"Oh DARLING, I am SO sorry!" She apologised profusely. Grimaced and ignored her, grabbing my own bag. I basically ran off the plane, the woman still calling out apologies behind me. I held my throbbing head and stepped off into the bright sunlight. It hit my face and I sighed in relief. I made my way to baggage claim and got my four cases before heading outside where my lift was SUPPOSED to be.

It wasn't there and I had fifteen dollars in my purse. Just great. My cousins house was about two miles from the airport. I thought the plane ride had been hell.

Well, Hell had only just begun.

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I stopped at a café just outside the airport first. I was starving seeing as SOMEBODY had taken my food on the plane. I grabbed a coffee and a croissant and then waited outside at the footpath. I come from New York- so of course it's natural for me to flag down a taxi. But god... it took me four go's to get one.

I hopped in and gave the driver my address. He shook his head when I handed him the ten dollars. Your not supposed to pay before you get where you're going but I had to show him how much I had incase I went over.

"Girl, ten dollars won't get you where you want to go- I can only bring you half way... A little over half way maybe- I'll keep it on the metre."

I sighed and nodded. The driver merely shrugged and started driving. Luckily, he wasn't the talkative type.

I was still half a mile from my cousin's house when the driver kicked me out. He dumped my suitcases on the sidewalk and waved bye with a friendly smile- like he was doing me a favour!

I cursed profanities in my head as I gathered up my cases and started lugging them down the street. People gave me funny looks and some laughed but nobody would help me. They just stared.

I was fuming and covered with sweat by the time I turned up outside my cousins house. I dropped my bags and rang the doorbell. I was kind of shocked when I looked up and an amazingly hot guy answered the door.

I raised an eyebrow at him. O-kay... He wasn't my cousin.

He looked at me questioningly. "What do you WANT?!"

I just stared at him wordlessly, not knowing what to do.

"Are you stupid or something?" He smirked then laughed at his own statement.

"Tyson? Who is it?" I heard a shrill girls voice somewhere in the house. A petite blonde with massive curls framing her face appeared behind his shoulder.

"And who's this little tramp?" She spat distastefully, looking down her nose at me.

The guy shrugged and laughed.

"She won't talk!" I stood frozen, not knowing what to do. Not knowing what I COULD do.

"Just leave her, she's obviously a retard. Maybe somebody dared her to do this?"