Arcade ↠ c.h

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The arcade was cold, Michael has wanted to take me to this place for ages. It was just down town, in between Gloria Jeans and Pizza Hut, I work part time at Pizza Hut and my boss is a real grump. Sometimes I prefer to sit at home and do nothing than go to work with him, he can be such an ass sometimes.

Walking in through the doors of the arcade with Michael, a girl catches my eye. She's wearing bleached, ripped skinny jeans and a band tee with Nirvana printed on it.

"Guitar Hero!"

Michael gasps, not even noticing the extremely attractive girl that's beside it. He's such geek sometimes.

I look around the arcade, fluorescent lights are coming from every arcade game that is standing. I manage to glance at the girl with the nirvana tee on a few times, checking her out and making sure she doesn't notice me doing so. I think she does though, because she turns around and winks at me.

Damn, she's fine.

"I'll be right back."

I say, patting Michael on the shoulder and heading over to the attractive girl that's by Guitar Hero. He nods sluggishly and I ignore his irritated groan.

I lean my left elbow against the graffitied wall and tuck my right hand into the pocket of my black skinny jeans.

"Hey."

I nod my head, smirking at the girl.

She's gorgeous.

"Hi there."

She smirks back, biting down on her lower lip. Man she looks hot when she does that. She's got dazzling green eyes, I can't pull myself to look away from them. Her hair is an auburn red, tied back in a fishtail.

Yep. That's right. I know my braids since my sister, Mali, always does her hair in a way that I don't understand how she does it.

"I'm Calum, you here alone?"

I ask eagerly. I want this girls number.

"Belle, and yah. Why?"

She asks, that smirk never leaving her perfect lips.

"No reason, babe."

"Don't call me that."

She snaps.

"Why, Bee?"

She shrugs it off and ignores what I called her.

"I saw you checking me out before. You're not that good at hiding it."

She raises her eyebrows as she smirks at me.

"How'd you notice?"

I ask, curiously. I thought I hid that pretty well. Kind of.

"Well I was looking at yo -- nevermind."

She rushes, almost choking on her own saliva. I like this girl already.

"Have you ever played Guitar Hero?"

I ask, taking the guitar controller on the left, from its stand.

"I beat everyone."

She replies, sarcastically.

"I doubt it, no girls ever play this game and beat me at it."

"What a load of rubbish."

She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I know I can beat you. Whoever scores the most points, wins."

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