Playing The Game. | a.a

"So what we had was nothing?" Chance read out loud before scrunching up his face. He chuckled to himself before leaving her on read and opening the next text message.

"When's the next time i'a see you?" Chance made another face before running his hand down his face, annoyed. These girls just didn't get it.

It was typical for Chance St. Louis to get some type of message from a chick, even in the earliest times of the morning. He was just that boy on College campus that everybody wanted, he couldn't help that we was so fine. He was just a real nigga comin' through.

"I thought you liked me." Another typical reaction he'd get on a daily.

He was young, he felt as if he had time to change later on and settle down in life. For now, he'd live it to its fullest.

Everything was going his way, life was perfect - well, that was until one person showed up and the next thing he knew I've was being turned upside down.

Despite the changes, can Chance find a way to get things back to normal ? Or will he fall into the trap and change the game forever.

Hey! You can't get mad at the result.

They were simply just Playing The Game.