The Life Of A Crazy Girl And Her 10 Brothers

Run Them Digits

I wasn't going to lie; I was disappointed. Normally the mall was a breeding ground for hot people, but there was barely anybody there.

"It's too early," I groaned. "Hot people sleep in."

Completely ignoring what I said, Ember proposed a bet. "Let's see who can get the most numbers."

I squinted, immediately suspicious; it sounded too easy. "What are the conditions?"

"Twenty and under and there has to be at least one gurl," she said, sparkle glinting in her eye as she added the next part. "If I win, you have to marathon two horror movies of my picking, by yourself, and you have to sleep in Seth's bed."

I blinked, alarmed. "Why is that what you came up with?"

A cherubic smile crossed her face. "Because I like seeing you suffer."

I had a hard time talking to girls and Ember knew that. I'd have to suddenly find self confidence in the span of the time I was getting numbers. Sly whore.

I smiled back. "That's fine, but if I win, you have to play the girl who got scared by something and needs big ol Caleb to protect her." She frowned but I wasn't finished. "You have to ask him if you can stay the night in his room," she flushed, "and if he says yes, you have to stay the whole night."

It was her turn to look alarmed.

I held out my hand, eyebrow arched, not sure if she would still accept the challenge. "Do we have a deal?"

She looked hesitant before the look was swept away by a smirk. "If we tie, we both have to do it."

"That's fine," I shrugged, "because there's no way I'm losing this bet."

She scoffed before she turned away, heading in the opposite direction and tossing a "Is that a promise?" over her shoulder.

I wandered for a minute before finding my first target sitting at a food court table. He was an adorable guy, maybe a year younger than me, with huge blue eyes and tousled brown hair.

I considered him for a moment before settling on my approach.

"Hey cutie," I purred.

He glanced up, eyes widening.

I smiled sweetly, going with a classic. "I couldn't help but notice how cute you are from where I was standing," he blushed violently, "and I thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Avyier, but you can call me Avy. I was wondering if I could get your number?" I handed him my phone.

"S-s-sure," he stammered as he entered his number in. " Um, I'm Leon, by the way."

"Thanks." I winked and grinned as he blushed again.

Walking away, I found another target with tan skin, blond hair and blue eyes. Upon spotting me, he smirked. I took that as a good sign and continued my way over to him.

"Hey, sweets," he drawled. "Is there something I can do for you?"

"How about you give me your number and I'll text you about it?" I asked smoothly.