childhood memories

Chapter 8

3 reasons why NOT to trust a boy:
Reason number 1- they're unreasonable and never keep to their word.
Reason number 2- they're rude, arrogant and don't ever know when enough is enough!
Reason number 3- it's pure common sense!

Travis was sat by Zane, watching him draw as he received many glares off me, though didn't move.
It wasn't like I could step out the game now to stop him...
He had his arm wrapped around him, Zane merely letting him as Aph watched by his other arm, quite intreged.
As I watched the ball darted into my stomach, making me jolt and quickly clutch my stomach.
"Ow!"
I growled, Laurence cackling.
"Keep your head in the game then!"
He ordered as I booted it back at him.
Vylad watched Dante mostly, the two of them seeming happy over the up-growing war.
Their eyes were dazed, body's limp, and they could barely keep focus.
So, I need not worry of Dante...only Laurence.
He, heh, he was a good player, swift, tactical and adjustable...wouldn't mind him as a brother.
"My head is in the game!"
I grumbled.
He merely laughed, dodging my tackle while he aimed for his shot.
But when it came to competition, I just had to win.
I kicked it out from his aiming shot and passed it to Vylad, who obviously wasn't paying attention and let it slide off the side of the garden to the flagged ground.
A gentle foot against it prevented it from venturing further, a new face making an appearance.
It was rather pale, not as pale as Zane but still, pale.
Light blue hair waved down her shoulders, tied back into a ponytail.
"What's going on here eh?"
She grinned, Aphmau smiling widely.
"Katelyn!"
She ran to her and embraced her within a hug, a ginger haired girl soon turning the corner behind them with a book in hand and another girl by her side.
Where are they coming from?!
The ginger, redhead and bluenette all made themselves comfortable, Dante seeming uneasy at the sight.
I retrieved the ball and looked to Laurence who had a grin on his face.
I sighed...
"Fine...I forfeit..."
I sighed.
There was no point, no way in hell were they all just going to get up and leave.
Laurence chuckled and came to me, snatching the ball.
"Aw better luck next time"
He grinned
"It was a forfeit...doesn't mean I can't beat you"
I sneered, our eyes locking.
Growling I wondered over to Zane, seeing what hap Aph so entwined within his presence.
As I glanced at the paper, there, at the very centre was...a dead crow, gutted by beak all the way down to the tail.
He didn't seem to care of the horror on the girls face, nor the growing fear that arose from her.
Travis watched me eye up the picture and scowled, crossing his arms.
He was most likely still mad about the yelling and there...yeah, stuff.
"Hey Travis! Fancy a one on one?!"
Katelyn grinned, his eyes narrowing.
"Hmmmmmdepends, do I get to smack ya ass if I win?~"
His smooth voice trickling down her tender ear as her hands clentched.
"Heh, you can try~"
She replied, his body jolting up out his seat and down onto the grass, drool merely dripping from his tongue.
I rolled my eyes.
Gross
Katelyn chuckled miscellaneously while I merely watched, taking Travis's seat.
It hasn't appeared to me right now but...it was nice, to have them around that is, my brothers entertained without me even having to move an inch.
I felt stiff, staring forward.
Woah...I...I and nothing to do... nothing, no chores, no yelling...no problems.
A smile grew on my face, Katelyn maneuvering her smooth backside to Travis crotch as she bent down and hoisted up the ball, purposely turning him into a huffing mess before backfiring it with a harsh kick to the groin.
I winced, she had obviously done it before.
He squealed, gripping his crotch with tear piling, dropping to his knees.
"Aw, better luck next time Travis~"
She grinned, patting his fluffy hair before strutting over to me.
"This yours mate?"
She questioned as I nodded.
Dropping it at my feet I chuckled
"Some, uh, trick ya did there"
I nervously spoke.
Oh god
She laughed slightly.
"Jeez, you talk like an old man uh, Garroth was it? "
I nodded
"Yeah, thought so, Aph told me about you"
She stated, tightening her ponytail.
"Oh? What'd she say?"
I questioned with a smile, partially expecting praises to follow.
"Said that you pushed over Laurence...heh, and that you got quite flustered"
I jolted
"Wh-no I didn't!"
"You like him?"
"No!"
"Hey it's fine if you do~"
I pouted and crossed my arms.
"I don't like him... At least not in a loving way"
I stated
"Heh...I wasn't asking if you loved him Garroth"
She grinned, covering her mouth slightly to hide a faint smile.
"...shut up"
I mumbled as I glared and stared away from her.
"Hey...Garroth it's fine y'know, to be gay"
She ensured.
"I'm NOT gay"
I grumbled, emphasizing on the NOT.
"Alright, alright...if you say so"
She stated.
"Good!"
She soon set off on her way, joining Dante and Vylad in a polite conversation.
It was sad to admit I hadn't talked to neither the redhead, not the ginger lox throughout his entire event and watched them.
Hm...may as well
I stood and approached them, hitting it off swell with them.
Lucinda, the beautifully tanned, ginger hair lass stated to have a passion for magic and mythology, not to mention a hint of dark arts.
On the other hand Nice, the pale redhead babe was more I to fashion, cleaning her nails, fixing her eyebrows and occasionally pampering her soft cheeks with blush.
It was an odd bunch but there was no doubt in my mind that we'd all get along...eventually.