Betting With The Bad Boy- ON HOLD

"Maxwell, Samwell"

Max's POV

I Wasn't able to go to school today because my Dad needed a backup for the Secretary that wasn't able to come in today seeing that this isn't the first time.

Sam would usually do it but since he had supposedly more important things to do and thought it was only fair but to make me I'm now in this position.

I stood in front of the hospital building that looked as if it could come to life and squish me reading the sign above me in bright red lights.

I walked in beside my dad as we got to the elevator and went up to the top floor where my dad is set at.

The top floor is for the best of the best doctors working on the most serious injuries, We got off the elevator as I headed for the desk he had pointed to.

After telling me what to do in case of emergency or during calls he left to the first room on the right. It wasn't that early in the morning to where I call tell I already missed my first block.

I was sitting in the spinning chair spinning until I felt sick. I got so bored I began writing shit all over the sticky notes leaving on the table.

Now I'm getting hungry!

After I take my phone out and get on social media which I don't even use anymore. I logged into my Facebook page searching for Gracie's name.

Turned out I was already following her. I went into her feed as if I was stalking her and looked for things I can get my hands on to figure out her weaknesses to make her fall in love with me.

I went to the last time she updated her relationship status to only find Owen.

Maybe she's dated other guys other them him but didn't think of him as Facebook worthy. Which I don't know how you can say that when he is such a bastard, I began to wonder what did he say so bad to make Gracie cry and out of nowhere?

Thinking of Gracie made me feel weird but I'm just doing this for the bet, so I can move on with my life and begin a new game. I think I saw Gracie once before.

Well before this weird bet that she happened to make out of thin air.

Until I thought real hard Sophomore year in detention! I knew I saw her somewhere and that sketchbook!

How could I not of noticed? But the thing is she didn't notice me she didn't know me and still don't know the things I've done! Weird.

As I was looking through Gracie's feed I went ahead and checked my messages that were left unopened and more than half were girls I didn't know or knew that went to my school.

I changed Sam's contact name after then texting him

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After about two hours went by. My stomach was rumbling and I don't see how Sam could complain about this little job that won't hard at all. There was no calls and no emergencies just a few papers that I may have signed for packages or something as little as that.

What was taking Sam so long? I clicked my speed dial and called the number

*INCALL*

*On the other side of the call* Hello?

*ME*  "What the fuck is taking you so long?"

On the other side of the call   "Huh" I hear across the phone that sounded nothing like Sam

*ME* "Sam Really I need you to hurry up I'm hungry"