Game
"Hey, Kels, wanna play a game?"
Kelsi looked up from the sheet music in front of her to the person who had entered the auditorium: Ryan Evans.
"Nothing…athletic, I hope." She responded with a laugh, putting down her pencil and standing to stretch.
"No, no, nothing athletic. I was thinking scrabble."
"Alright. Just be warned: I got a perfect verbal score on the SAT."
"Is that a threat?"
"No, just a warning."
"We'll see about that."
