The Game

3

Kyah

"I don't remember seeing that boy around school." Bria said.

"Me either. He's so quiet." Brandy said.

"Y'all keep talking about him. Please shut the fuck up." We were in my room just talking.

"Are you mad?" Brandy said with a laugh.

"Shut the hell up." I said with a laugh.

"Wasn't he cute though." Bria said.

"Yea he was cute." I said shrugging my shoulders. The boy was more than cute but I wasn't about to tell them that.

"Too bad he wouldn't want you." Brandy said.

"And why wouldn't he? Everyone wants me." I said.

"You a cocky bitch." Brandy said.

"I bet you wouldn't get him." Bria said.

"Ohhh. Is this a bet coming on." I said full attentive to what she was saying now.

"Five hundred dollars that says you couldn't get him to love you." Bria said.

"I like this bet." I said smiling.

"You really think you can do this?" Brandy said.

"I know I could do this."

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Dante

I walked into the house to be greeted by my parents and my brother.

"Hey." I said.

"Hay is for horses son." My father said. I mentally mugged him. That was dumb.

"Hi sweetie. How was your day." My mother asked.

"It was good."

"What did I tell you about one word answers." My father said looking up from the papers he was reading.

"It was good. School is the same every day. The same people and the same teachers." I put on a fake smile. "I'll be in my room." With that being said I jogged up the steps and went in my room.

My father always have to be so technical and so damn proper. I don't like that I have to be a whole other person around him. But then again I don't even know who I am as a person.