Playing His Games

Playing His Games

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Layla Athena Tove Average was the best way to describe Layla. She wasn't a wasn't a wallflower but she wasn't the centre of attention either, nothing unique to intrigue. At home she had her work cut out for her in the mist of her chaotic siblings. She's the third oldest in the seven, but she takes the the responsibility of the oldest. Fresh out of college and filled willed with dreams and aspirations, she can't wait to leave her home and be fully independent. Finding a good job that fits her criteria poses a constant issue. She needs a job that's not too far from home, pays good, has a good working environment and hopefully a great boss. She knew it was impossible for a job to reach those criteria's but she was hoping for something similar. She knew all the hard work it took to get her degree, she still has a bucket of loans to pay off, a good job will be a great reward for all her stress. After turning down too many 'okay' but not 'great' jobs, she's stuck working for a shitty bus, in the dirtiest work environment that doesn't even pay well. Joshua Austen, an average, yet not so average, guy from an average home. ( no rich guy offers her a dream job, way too cliche). The middle Child in the home of three and the best brother ever, according to Cody, his younger brother. The outdoor's are his safe place, he place of tranquility. He is a master of games and getting whatever he wants, do you dare play his games? These two people will meet (obviously) These two average people have something to hide, something that makes them not so average, something for them to cling to, something to have. Read on as they unravel the mystic, chase the forgotten. Will she play his games? Or will he get played? Copyright © 2019 Yin Smith
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Tyler joseph is a quiet 16 year old boy living alone in small apartment. He was homeschooled up until he turned 15 when his family was tragically killed in a car crash while he was attending piano practice. Since then he'd pretty much been living off of welfare and his parents life insurance, getting by penny by penny and barely leaving the small enclosure. He'd become extremely depressed since the accident. His very few friends who he once yearned to see constantly, were barely ever around anymore. And by now he'd quit all schooling and gave up with it all. He was done with this life. Josh dun is a 16 year old boy who'd been living away from home since he was 14 when his parents kicked him out. They didn't have enough money to support him and themselves. But he was just a kid with a dead end minimum wage job. And eventually it wasn't enough. He got fired for showing up late on his fifteenth birthday. With no where else to turn, he went into prostitution. Selling the only thing he had left so he'd have a place to call home. He had hit rock bottom. But still he kept a positive attitude and fought through the negative thoughts and horrible events that clouded his young life. Today was Tyler's birthday and he was annoyed as much as he was surprised to hear his cell phone ring loudly at 12 am beside him on his nightstand.He briskly picked up to hear one of his old friends on the phone and more voices he recognized in the background. He was bombarded by voices all sending the same message: happy birthday, be ready by 6 because we're all coming over. The line went down and Tyler groaned as he showered, got dressed, and then binge watched pretty little liers till there was a knock at the door. He got up and opened it with a slightly annoyed glance as he noticed an unfamiliar face. "Who's that?" he muttered inviting everyone in one by one. Even the purple haired fellow he didn't quite know yet. "Him? Oh, hes part of your present. He's a prostitite." he snickered.

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