Sparks Fly

Sparks Fly...Chapter Four

I yelled at the TV as I continued playing Black Ops, "Die! Dang, I hate you." I heard my phone begin to ring somewhere. While still trying to murder some more zombies, I used my left hand to search for my phone. Finally, after I found it, I held it up to my face, "Ello?"

I slowly realized the phone was upside down so I paused the game and turned it right side up, "Yeah?"

Nathan said, "Hey, dude, what's up?"

I held the phone between my face and my shoulder and continued to play, "Playing Black Ops. You?"

"Don't know. Guess who I saw at Target?"

"Huh?"

"Brooklyn," He said, "Yeah, she's actually right in front of me."

I heard her say, "Can I speak to him?"

Nathan obviously handed her his phone, because I heard Brooke say, "Cole?"

I grinned, "The one and only." When I died in the game, I yelled "Damn!"

She asked, "What?"

"Oh, nothing. I died."

"You...Died?"

"In Black Ops. I got killed."

Brooke said, "Well okay then. Anyway, Nathan told me some interesting things."

I said as I restarted the game, "Did he now? And those things would include..."

"That you and him were talking about me after school."

In a slightly higher voice, I lied, "What? Nah. Why would I do that? We were talking about Jessica Alba and Megan Fox. He thinks Megan Fox is hotter than Jessica Alba."

I heard Nathan protest, "Because she is!"

Brooke said, "Uh...Well, okay. I'm happy that my friends and I don't argue over what guys were hotter than others."

I asked curiously, "Who would you say was the hottest dude?"

"Uh...No one. Tina would say Zac Efron, Ashley would say Chace Crawford-"

"And not me? Oh, how dare they. I'm hotter than Zac and Chace combined."

She muttered something I couldn't hear, especially over the phone. Then she said, "Uh-huh. Keep telling yourself that."

"Okay. I'm hot. I'm hot. I'm hot-Oh, DAMN IT!...I died again."

Brooke laughed, which, even over the phone, sounded like heaven.

I said, "Wait, no, you didn't answer my question. Who do you think is the hottest guy. It doesn't have to be a famous dude."

She said, "Who do you think is the hottest girl? Who's not famous."

You! I thought, Duh! but I lied stupidly, "Uh...Taylor."

I over heard Nathan ask, "Hey, Brooke, why are you frowning?"

Brooke said, "Fine. Hunter."

I made choking noises. She better be kidding. It had to be me. It WILL be me. Evil laugh. No, just kidding. I gagged, "Hunter?"

She laughed, "Just kidding. Jeez."

"Who is it then?"

"Y-Uh...Why should I tell you?"

"Because I told you mine..." Not!

Brooke sighed, "Fine...Uh, Lance Ramen."

"Birdman?"