The Bet||Andy Fowler

7

I couldn't sleep all night.

Zoey was the only thing on my mind.

How was I going to tell the boys? How was I going to tell Zoey?

I can keep it a secret, right?

"Andy, mate, could you please stop moving in your bed?" Mikey groaned.
"Sorry."
"It's fine." he said, falling back to sleep.

I looked at the clock.

8:32

I sighed and got out of bed, making breakfast.
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"Morning, Fovvs." Rye said, coming in the kitchen.

He was shirtless and his hair was wet.

"Morning."
"What'cha making?"
"Pancakes."
"Yum. Can I have one?"
"Sure."

I gave him a plate and he placed two pancakes on his it.
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"Um, guys, I need to tell you something." I said.

We were sitting at a cafe.

"What?" Jack asked.
"I, uh, I l-like Zoey."

"Awe, Fovvs!" Rye said, messing up my hair.
"Awe!" Brook yelled.
"I ship!" Mikey said.
"Cute!" Jack said.

"Guys! Shh! It's not going to happen. She has a boyfriend."
"Yeah, but you can try to change her mind." Mikey said.
"How?"

"Let's make a bet." Rye said.
"What is this bet?"

"You have to make her like you."
"I-I don't know."

"Cmon." Jack urged.

"Make her fall in love with you."
"Deal."

I hesitantly shook Rye's hand.

They all smirked.

Mission 'get Zoey to fall in love with me' is set into action.