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Well it's 1-2-3-4
Take the elevator
At the hotel yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
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"Friday night it is." Garfield Logan said with a grin as he handed a girl his number. His best friend, Victor Stone, stared on in amazement. Victor was tall-around six feet four inches- with a muscular build. He was African American and had chestnut brown eyes and an ever present smile on his face. Garfield and he had been best friends since they met in fourth grade, right after Garfield dumped apple juice on Rachael Roth's head. The girl Garfield was flirting with giggled and skipped away, an ecstatic grin on her face.
"How do you do that?" Victor said, bewildered. Garfield laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
"I can win any girl's heart." he said smugly. To this, Victor grinned. An idea was forming in his head...
"Any girl?"
"Any girl."
"Okay, let's bet on it." Victor said.
"Alright, what's the bet?"
"I bet you $50 that you can't win Rachael Roth's heart in one month." Victor said. It was an impossible task, they both hated each other after all, but Garfield was stubborn and Victor knew he would never turn down a bet, earning him an easy $50. Garfield seemed to hesitate a moment before giving in.
"And if I do win Rachael's heart?"
"I'll double the fifty bucks." Victor said confidently.
"You have a deal!" Garfield said, shaking his friend's hand.
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"Do I really have to be here?" Rachael groaned as Kori looked through the racks.
"Please Rachael, I need assistance in carrying the bags." Kori said patiently as she handed the gothic girl an armful of clothes. She sighed but said nothing more on the matter as the red headed girl shoved more clothes in her hands. It was pretty much useless to argue with Kori when she was in one of her "shopping moods".
"What are these for anyway?" Rachael mumbled as Kori through a pink sweater at her. The red head shrugged and pranced around the store, picking out clothes in various shades of pink. After twenty more agonizing minutes, Kori was finished playing dress up and they left the store, dozens of bags in tow. Somehow, the peppy teenager was still teeming with energy; Rachael, meanwhile was exhausted.
"Oh Rachael, was this not most delightful?" Kori said happily as she paid for two sodas.
"Define delightful." Rachael said darkly.
"Delightful means fun; I thought you knew that." Kori said innocently. Rachael groaned and slapped her forehead.
"Thank you Kori." she sighed.
"You are very welcome!" Kori giggled.
"Hey there Rachael!" an annoyingly familiar voice said, surprising both girls.
"What do you want?" Rachael growled, not bothering to turn around. Garfield put on his best fake smile.
"I just came here to make amends" he said, still grinning. Rachael scoffed.
"Like hell you did. What do you really want? Wait, I just remembered; I don't care." Rachael said stoically, grabbing Kori's bags. On that note she began to walk away, furiously gripping the bags in her hands.
"I know not of what you are planning, but I can say leave my friend alone, you wicked boy." Kori said, throwing her drink into his face as she walked away. Victor laughed from behind him, nearly collapsing on the floor. You could practically see steam rushing out of Garfield's ears as he wiped his face with his sleeve. He glared at Victor, who was now dabbing tears away from his eyes as he continued to laugh.
"You got...you got rejected twice!" Victor laughed, trying to catch his breath. Garfield growled at him and grabbed a napkin from the table.
"Whew, good luck with that bet man." Victor said once he finally caught his breath.
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"What's he up to now?" Rachael growled as she and Kori sat on her bed. The dark girl was still furious at the audacity of Garfield but at the same time curious as to what he was up to. Right now, Rachael was furiously tearing up papers on her bed while Kori concentrated on her homework.
"I suspect nothing of the good type." Kori returned, glaring at Garfield's house.
"It never is." Rachael sighed. Reaching over to her nightstand, Rachael grabbed her bookbag and pulled out a math binder. It was better to just forget about the incident and try to do her homework. After all, it was probably just another joke. Before she could grab a pencil, though, a large gray rock crashed through her bedroom window, shattering the glass. Kori just barely managed to move out of the way while Rachael furiously peered out her window.
"What the hell?!" she screamed at Garfield, who was innocently waving to her from her front lawn.
"Are you trying to kill me?!" Rachael shouted, throwing the rock back at Garfield. Squeaking, he ran out of the way, the rock just barely grazing his shoulder.
"Get off my lawn you fucking lunatic!" Rachael said, snatching anything she could find at throwing it at him. Taking the hint, the boy ran screaming from her lawn and back into his own house.