It was a late Sunday afternoon when i kissed my best friend, Zander. we had been playing this random video game. Playing video games was something we did a lot. Kissing was not.
Stevie POV:
"Oh, your so dead, Stevie Baskara."
Zander Robbins growled, his eyes locked on the Tv screen.
We watched as the two fighters on the screen ludged toward each other.
My fighter, woman dressed in a long flowing gown, grabbed Zander's hulking fighter and slung him over her shoulder. He fell so hard,
he cracked the virtual floor. The screen proclaimed, Stevie Wins!
"That's what you think," I said, kicking Zander's foot with my own.
"I even beat you in heels."
"you cheated," Zander told me.
I snorted.
"yeah, okay. If it makes you feel any better, go ahead and believe that I cheat and not thy."
that you just suck."
Zander hit the button on his controller to start a new game and the choose a character screen appeared.
"So tomorrow's the Big day." he said as he selected his next fighter.
"We go back to being enemies again." I rolled my eyes." I can hardly wait..."