Angela came and put the potatoe bites and laughed as we all grabbed one gracefully yet inhumanly fast.
We were starting out playing trouble. I know, Childish, but inside we are kids.
:Alright, If I win, Quill, we switch times and areas."
"Alright, but if you lose, you take both my patrols and do my laundry for a week."
"Betting this week Sam? Or did miss YOung hold you down?"
"Oh Im betting alright. And if I win, you cook for the whole pack for the week."
"HEy Leah, I win, bet falls on you"
"Jake, I win, you have to walk around the Cullens house naked saying your a pregnant pickle."
"If I win, laundry for a month. And you go hunting with dad."
"Alright, Collin, Brady, time for our bet. You take my patrols and go with Alice. Clothes shopping."
"Alright, we win, you take all our patrols, and help Nate and Joe control thery angry."
"ALright, Joe, Nate, Paul, Jared, I win, I lose ANY bet, responsibility falls on you."
JAred, being the big hoo-ha in caharge, "Deal, but we win, you do laundry, cook for us, mow the lawn, watch High School Musical with Claire and my Little sister, and get a sillohette tatto of me, naked."
After everyone made their bets, we were loaded with more potatoe bites. Angela laughedbat how seious we took our bets. We handed her the book of bets so we could keep track of our bets.
"Yes Angela. These things our taken seriously around here."
We then began the game.
