Sorry I'm updating late i had no ideas last week and this is still really short. Well I hope you like it any way. :)
A's POV
It's been a week since our first practice and we both know the song like the back of our hands and we can sing it together. Today we decided to ditch practice and go to the arcade. Surprisingly it was Carter's idea.
We're meeting at the café where we went on our first "date." I'm just walking in.
The guy behind the bar is about twenty-five so he isn't going to our school and doesn't recognize me. I walk right by him and head to the restroom to change. I'm tired of dressing like a guy around Carter, how can I get a guy to admit that he likes me against his better judgment when I look like a guy and he's straight?
I packed a mini-skirt, a pair of pink convers Hi-tops, and a tank top Piper gave me. I comb my hair so it covers one of my eyes and I make my first ever attempt at makeup. It's not as good as what Piper did for the dance but it's not bad.
I go back to the counter and order a lemonade. It's another ten minutes before Carter walks in. At first I'm going to make a comment on his unusual lateness but when I see how he's dressed the words catch in my throat.
His shirt is about a size too small, same with his jeans. I guess my expression looks like I'm laughing because he says, "Don't laugh, Sadie and Walt did the laundry and they managed to shrink everything," and his jaw drops, I guess he just noticed what I was wearing, "A… you look…. You look… like a girl!" he whisper shouts.
"Yep, now don't look so surprised,"
"Ok… so um. To the arcade!" he says with a broad hand gesture and leaves the shop.
"Carter," he turns around, "the arcade is the other way,"
The arcade is dark and full of the sounds of beeping, laughing and cursing. There are old games and like Galaga, Pac-man, and Donkey Kong, but they also have newer games like first person shooters and dancing games. There's also a pool table in the middle and some driving games.
"I'll race you," carter says and pulls me over to a motorcycle racing game and starts it up.
He's obviously played it before but I'm much better. I win and he insists we race again and again, but no matter how many times we race I always win.
"Now that you know for a fact that I'm better than you," I say, "Why don't we play a game of pool?" I'm ok at pool but I'm hoping that he's better, and if he's not I'll lose on purpose.
I put a dollar in to get the pool balls and send Carter to get the q-sticks and the q-ball.
After Carter comes back it takes about ten minutes for us to decide who goes first. He wants me to but I need him to go first so I can see how good he is. Guess he sees that he's not going to win because he concedes and goes first.
He breaks and sinks two balls so he's stripes. He goes again and the ball almost goes in but it runs out of momentum and it's my turn.
I sink two balls but then I miss and it's his turn again. The rest of the game is like this.
After the game, which he won, I decide that I will show him my awesomeness at Galaga, so I drag him over to the machine. Carter almost bumps into the guy playing Pac-man but I ignore it and put my coins in. I play and Carter watches, I'm on level ten when the guy playing Pac-man turns to look at us. I'm really into my game and don't pay any attention to who he is, but Carter taps me on the shoulder. I glance at the guy and I freeze. Standing in front of us in his standard leopard print shirt is Mr. D, he teaches History but no one is sure why he hates the kids, the school, and teaching, also we have a big project due in his class tomorrow and most of the kids are either rushing to do the whole thing or putting the finishing touches on it but me and Carter finished ours during the week. It was a poster about a god from the enchant world. Mine is on Poseidon and Carter's is on Horus.
"Shouldn't you two be at home doing homework?" Mr. D says, "Or is beating Galaga at the arcade more important?"
"I've finished all of my big projects and I did all my other homework in study hall. How about you Carter?" I say even though I already know the answer.
"Same here, is there anything wrong with us going to the arcade when we've finished out homework Mr. D?" his words are brave but his tone shows that he's really afraid of the washed up old drunk.
"Are you sassing my Conner Crane?" Carter actually squeaked, "And you E Johnson, I thought you wanted the school to think you were a guy?"
"It's A Jackson, Mr. D, and no, Carter is not capable of sassing a teacher because he is a goodie-two-shoes." I say, "I have only told nine people in the school that I'm not a guy, you never cared before,"
"Wait," Carter interrupts as Mr. D starts to speak, "Why does the History teacher know you're a girl?"
"He's a friend of my dad's side of the family. He knew me as a kid,"
"I only care Emma-"
"A," I interrupt, "how many times do I have to tell you that?"
"I only care because you always complain about Parker Rain on the fourth of July,"
"It's nice to hear that," Carter mutters.
"Come on Birdbrain," I say and drag him out of the arcade.
I was thinking that the next chapter should be a basketball game. tell me what you think about that and the chapter in the reviews that you should leave with some Constructive criticism.