Game of Love

"Zachary Hunt, will you marry me?" I asked, watching him closely with my dark green eyes.

"I-" He looked confused and most importantly, surprised. "Emma, we're so young I don't think it would be practical to-"

I burst into laughter, interrupting his little ramble.

"I'm KIDDING, Char. As if I'd marry YOU."

Zach's eyes burned menacingly. "You-"

"Yeah Yeah. Just wondering though, did you really think I was serious? I'm sixteen, I've got better things to do than date trash, much less marry."

"Trash? Emma, what the fu-"

"Char, don't swear."

"Don't call me that." He snapped, annoyed now.

"What? No, I like Char. You're just going to have to live with that."

Zach sighed, rolling his eyes at me.

"And for the record, Char?" I said turning and tossing my hair back for effect, "I'd never stoop as low as you."

With a wink, I walked away quite proud of myself for making a certain Zachary Hunt annoyed.

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Emma Winters prides herself in being a secret prankster behind the friendly face.

She's pretty and sneaky....she's got it all pretty well in hand.

Emma's messed up though, she's pranked the school's dramatic (and also adorable) boy who's now set on her demise but doesn't show it except through mysterious notes.

She's got her best friend Alexander James, who's been her partner in crime since forever.

Been through thick and thin, they're inseparable.

Alex wants her at the Winter Semi with a date, but since Emma has no clue who to take, Alex is willing to do anything to help her get where he wants her, he even has a plan to help her out. Will it work? Who knows.

With nowhere to flee, a battle on the school grounds of Westhill Intermediate looms.

With drinks to be spilt, arguments to be made, love to be brewed, hate to be stirred, kisses to be had, and war to ensue, Emma's grade 11 year is sure to be a memorable experience.

This is: Game of Love

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