(You were watching the Oklahoma City Thunders and Los Angeles Lakers playoffs with your bestfriend)
Your Bestie: I don’t think I can see a nice view here, I think we should take a seat on the lower rows.
You: Oh, okay.
(You found 4 unoccupied seats on the 2nd to the lowest rows and you and your BFF sat there. After 10 minutes, two boys came and was about to sit beside you. Boy 1 was holding a can of soda and the boy 2 was ripping open a bag of chips.)
Boy 1: Hey, are these seats free?
You: Why? Do you want to pay for it?
Boy 1: *whispers to Boy 2* You heard that?!
Boy 2: Don’t mind her. Go on, ask!
Boy 1: What I mean is, are these seats unoccupied?
You: Yeah.
Boy 1: *whispers to boy 2* This is the first basketball game nightmare I’ve ever watched.
Boy 2: Ahah. Let’s just sit down. Just don’t mind her.
(The first quarter of the game ended, and you are really annoyed of the two boys beside you cause they’re sooooo noisy)
You: Can you two put your voices down please? *and you snobbed them*
Boy 1: *repeats what you said in a baby toned voice to his friend then starts to laugh*
You: SHUT UP!
Boy 1: Why are you so mad at us? You started snobbing us when we sat here.
You: If I tell you why, will you shut up?
Boy 1: *pretends to think* Uhmmm…. No.
You: *sighs loudly and closes your hands into fists*
Boy 2: *whispers to the other to the other boy* She’s cute, why don’t you ask her name?
Boy 1: No way! She’ll just snob me!
Boy 2: Just try. Make this a favor for me.
Boy 1: Oh fine.
(Then suddenly, Kevin Durrant scores a three-point-shot which made boy 1 clap his hands, totally forgetting that he was holding a can of soda, which flew directly on your head, making you take a bath in no time)
You: Wha-… How… Pl-…. ARGHH!!!!
(And you walk away to the bathroom with you BFF to wash your sticky and wet hair.)
Boy 2: Man, I think you should follow her.
Boy 1: *Sat still on his seat, completely thunderstruck*
(When you got back, you changed your seats.)
---the game was over---
(You stood up then suddenly, a hooded guy bumped you and stole your wallet. You tried to chase the boy, but he was too fast. So you went out with your bestie, totally frustrated. Then a black car stopped in front of you.)
Boy 1: *rolls the window down* Uhm, hi. I’m sorry about what happened back there. I never meant to do that.
You: *snobs* Yeah right.
Boy 1: So, uhm… we can take you a ride home. If your house is not that far. Just take this as a peace offering.
You: Oh sorry, but we live in Mars.
Your bestie: *whispers at you* That doesn’t sound bad [your name]. And we don’t have money for a taxi, you don’t expect us to walk home!
You: Oh fine!
(You and your bestfriend entered the car, where you saw the boy’s bestfriend who was driving the car. You gave your address and started on your way home.)
Boy 1: *looks at the back seat* uhm, by the way, I’m Greyson, and this one driving my car is Cody. You?
Your bestie: I’m [your BFF’s name] and this is [your name]. Thanks for the ride.
Greyson: Don’t mention it. *smiles and looks at you* You look frustrated. Why?
You: Someone stole my wallet.
Greyson: *smirks* Oh…
---after 8 minutes---
Cody: We’re here. *looks at you and smiles*
(Your bestie went out and you were about to enter your house when….)
Greyson: Hey!
You: What? Oh! Sorry, I forgot. Thanks.
Greyson: No, it’s not that. Can-… can-… can I get your number?
You: Oh fine. *gives your number to him then turns away*
Greyson: Wait!
You: What now?!!!
Greyson: Here’s your wallet. *smirks and throws your wallet in your mailbox , winks at you, and the car sped away*
You: Wha-… He tricked me! ARGH!
(Then you get your wallet and walks toward the door while stomping your feet.)
