this is the really short chapter i warned you about. before this author's note, it was only 547 words. so, yes. really short. that's why i'm putting up chapter 3.
i'm putting up 4 as an apology. i was able to update last night, but i was so excited, because i finally got Fable I and II, and then, i got a Wii motion sensor plus to play the new Zelda game, so i was super pumped!
sorry. that's why i'm putting up ch. 4. :)
please review anyways. :) rachLA is the only one who seems to have found the sequel so far. :/ but oh well. thanks for keeping up with it, rach! :D i really appreciate all your reviews and support. honest.
now, ch. 2. Games.
02. Say Goodbye: Skillet
I stuck to my promise.
No matter what, I didn't leave Edward's side—at least as little as possible, because he can't exactly be with me everywhere.
But you get my point.
Edward and I were laying across his couch. Emmett was getting rather frustrated, and my position I was laying didn't help anything. Because not only was I kicking his ass in Modern Warfare 3, but I was also doing it while laying upside down on the couch.
They both kept telling me that all the blood was gonna rush to my head, and then my head would explode.
But, I didn't listen, until now, when I really did start getting a massive headache.
So, I sat up and laid in Edward's lap. It still didn't help Emmett's irritation, though. I didn't really care.
The letters Victory came across the screen as I threw another throwing knife into the back of his head, killing him for the seventeenth time straight.
He grunted loudly. "Damn it, Mayze! I'm getting about sick of this!"
I smirked at him. "Hey, Em. You gotta give me something. This is the only thing I can beat you in. I can't outrun you. I can't outsmart you. I can't outwrestle you. So what do I have? Modern Warfare 3."
"I don't want you to have anything!" he exclaimed. "I hate this game. I quit."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, we both know as soon as I'm gone, you're gonna be playing all night long trying to better yourself. Have fun. I love a challenge."
"Fall off a cliff," he muttered under his breath, and I just laughed, whereas Edward looked rather irate as he glared over at Emmett.
"I probably will," I agreed, smirking. "I would be harmlessly walking along, and then, trip, fall, SPLAT. It's gonna happen."
"Like hell that's gonna happen," Edward growled. "We'll stay as far away from cliffs as we possibly can."
I shrugged. "Okay. So then that's a no to cliff diving with Embry and Seth next week?"
"I can't stop you," he reminded me. "But if I could, that answer would be the same fuck no I gave you last week."
I nodded. "Right, right."
He began fidgeting a little as Jasper put a new game into the Wii—the awesomely new Zelda game, which has been noted as the best Zelda game yet.
"You look like you want to play or something," I teased, and he grinned a little, nodding.
"Jasper goes first, though," he reminded me. "I don't know what it is, Mayzie, but when you come along, we all get hooked on games. I don't understand it."
"Video games are amazing," I said firmly, scowling up at him. "Some say they rot your brain, but you actually learn a lot from video games. You'd be surprised."
"I'm sure."
"Seriously!" I insisted, smiling happily at him as he pulled me closer to his body. "Some games teach you, even if you don't realize it, what to do in certain situations. Like, if I was approached by a random stranger, thanks to Grand Theft Auto, I would know to run, get in my car, and back over the bastard."
And this was the summary of my day—video games.
I would say that's a day well spent; you?