Once in One Million (will be deleted)

Chapter Nine- Bonding

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CHAPTER NINE- Bonding

“Aw!” May gushed “You two look so cute tangled up like that!” I rolled my eyes at the word ‘cute’ and struggled to try to let my hand breath. Stupid game of twister destroying my body parts.

“You call this cute?!” James cried “If this is what staying with you guys meant then I do kind of regret staying here”

“Then why’d you volunteer to be the martyr dumb ass?” I retorted. May span the tiny arrow which landed on color green. She spun it again and it landed on the picture of James’ left arm.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged “I guess I wanted to see what is it like to be hanging out with you guys, since Em is so comfortable around you”

Cue the overheating cheeks.

He was curious? Aw how sweet. Not.

“Argh” We both grumbled. We were both stuck in levels we didn’t imagine were possible. His right leg was nowhere to be found and my hands were buried deep in the mat “You lost this game on purpose May!” I yelled as she snapped some more pictures on her phone and giggled like a little girl on Christmas.  This was not entertaining. This is complete and utter torture. Everyone knows that twister is the most impossible game to play if you mix an arrogant bastard and a hot-headed weirdo.

“Cupcake,” James called out. This time his voice was strained, like he was scared of something. “Yeah?”

“I think my legs can’t handle it any longer” He rasped

“Think my arms wouldn’t feel the same?” I said, starting to feel weak and feel the blood unable to circulate in my body. It’s freaking purple already for heaven’s sake. This game was going to be the death of me. I swear when I have children I vow to never let them experience this as ‘family fun’.

“You two are such drama queens” May says. She’s stopped taking pictures on her phone and turned to spin the arrow of our hell of a game called twister. The arrow had stopped on a foot. James’ foot I think. May spins another arrow and this time it lands on the color red which is right in front of me

Motherfricking fantastic, I think to myself Why am I friends with May again?

James lets out a few incoherent words and proceeded to ‘put his foot in front of me without losing’. Unfortunately, the world and all its creatures despise of my presence and decided to make a little joke on me and make James land on me. Did I mention that he weighs like an elephant mixed with a hippo giving birth?

“Fuck” We say, the same time May says “Aw!” and takes her phone out again and snap another picture. I look over at James and to say that we were both in a bad situation would be an understatement. His hair was sticking out in all places; there were undone buttons on his shirt. Okay well maybe I looked like a mess and he definitely looked like one of those hot male models –

Okaay, Em. We’re going way too far now.

“Is the hour over?” May asks like she hasn’t done anything wrong that might cause years of damage to both of us. James pulls out his phone and stares at the time “We still have about forty minutes” He announces and I groan, pushing him off of me and slumping on the chair.