The Player

Why Me?

I looked at the person before me and saw a smug smile take over his entire face.

Why the hell is Brody here?

"Hey," he smirked. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just about to ask you the same thing..." I replied, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'm here to see you babe." he joked, tapping his finger on my nose, taking a step towards me.

"Gavin!" I yelled, "You're asshole is here."

"And don't touch me." I spat, my hand slapping his away.

"Don't be like that," he winked. 

"GAVIN!"

Gavin walked over to me smirking as he fist bumped Brody.

"Sup, bro." he nodded, pulling me backwards. Closing the door, he walked to the kitchen as I followed close behind.

We sat there in silence as he grabbed two cans of coke and started walking to the living room before I cut him off, "Um, are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah why?" he asked, not taking his eyes away from the wall. Pushing past me, he tossed a can at Brody. "So, do you guys know eachother?" Gavin asked, his jaw clenching.

"Hell no."

"Of course."

Brody and I replied at the same time.

"We don't." I concluded, glaring at a smiling Brody. Gavin shrugged and sat down next to Brody and started playing COD. Ugh, boys.

"Uh, I'm gunna go." I frowned, grabbing my bag and heading out the door before either of them could say another word.

 I opened my front door and ran up to my room and plopped myself down on my bed.

I put in my headphones and finally drifting off into sleep.

"CASS WAKE UP!"

"Huh?" I looked up to meet a familiar pair of eyes.

"Morning." he smirked.

"Who let you in here?!" I cried.

"You're mom." he laughed, pulling me off my bed and into the floor.

Liar. My mom is at work.

"Now get up, I'm taking you today." And to that he slammed my door and walked out.

A:N/ kind of a filler chapter. okay, so not my best, but i couldnt think of how else to write it. sorrry :/