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Chapter 7.

"Pick one. Would you rather have a rich-ugly boyfriend, or a hot-poor boyfriend?" I ask as I pop a grape in my mouth. Kelsey and I were currently playing I would you rather in study hall; Boy edition.

Kelsey taps her pencil against the table as she contemplated her choices. "Hmm. That's a good one, but I feel hot and poor is the better option. I mean don't get me wrong, money can be good... However, a lot of the time if a guy is rich they are obnoxious snobs. While on the other hand poor people tend to be nicer."

I laugh shaking my head. "Stereotype much?"

"Just sayin'."

I roll my eyes as a pick up another grape. "It's your turn."

"My turn?" A familiar voice says from behind me; a hint of amusement toning his voice. "What game are we playing?"

My heart skipped a beat as I looked to Kelsey. Please tell me it's not who it's sounds like. Please tell me it's not who it sounds like.

Kelsey rolls her eyes. "Can we help you two with something?"

For a second a glint of annoyance and hatred filled Kelsey's eyes before she looked down at her folder to pull something out. 

Two?

I turn my head to see that Luke and his girlfriend had sat down  to the right of me and across from Kelsey. Madison looked like she was already bored with this conversation and it hadn't even really started. Luke on the other hand looked the same cocky yet laid back look he always seemed to have. Except for yesterday in the car.

"What's wrong with you Kels? Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed again?" Luke asks teasingly; a smug grin on his lips.

Kelsey raises an eyebrow at him testingly, "Don't push me Carters. I'm not in the mood."

A small laugh leaves Madison's lips, causing all 3 of us to look over at her. Kelsey glared hostility at her. She looked like she was going to explode at her. 

"Is there something you want to say to me Madison?" Kelsey asks. You could literally see the steam about to come out her ears. 

I look over at Luke nervously. Does she really hate Madison that much? I know I don't really know her that well, but she hasn't done anything that bad. At least that I know about. Especially with this conversation, the only thing Madison's done was laugh.

"Oh no," Madison says sweetly; a clearly fake smile falling onto her face. "I just find it funny that you're always in a bad mood. You know what coach says Kels, a cheerleader is always supposed to be peppy."

"Oh how funny. Then what happened to you?" 

Luke laughs, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Okay you two, I think we get it. You guys don't like each other." He turns towards Madison a second; whispering something in her that I couldn't hear.

"Okay. Be quick," she says sweetly, a sincere smile on her face. For the first time since I saw her, Madison actually looked like she had a heart. They way she looked at Luke made my heart melt. It was so cute. I want a relationship like theirs.

He nods smiling at her before leaning towards her and planting a soft, gentle kiss on her lips.

I turn away quickly when I caught myself watching them. They must think I'm weird.

Madison pulls away from him before standing up and heading back over to the senior corner. She never bothered to say anything else to him or even turn back around to look.

"What do you need?" Kelsey asks dully.

Luke turns his attention back to us. Running a hand through his messily gelled hair he begins, "I came over here to invite you two to Brent's party Friday night after the game. All athletes are invited."

"Brent's having a party right after game Friday?" Kelsey questions, a smug look coming onto her face. "What if you guys lose and aren't in the mood for partying."

"Oh Kelsey, " Luke laughs leaning towards her tauntingly, "We never lose."

I couldn't help but let out a laugh at that. Could he be any more cocky?

Luke turns towards me, an eyebrow raised, "What's so funny there Lilly?"

"Don't you think that you're a being a little cocky there Luke?" I respond confidently, even though inside I knew I was getting myself into something I probably shouldn't.

A grin pulls at the corners of his lips. "I never lose."

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize we were playing how cocky can Luke sound."

Kelsey snorts causing both me and Luke to look over at her. She looked highly amused by the two of us.

Luke turns back to me, leaning in tauntingly. "Don't act like you aren't impressed."

"Please Luke, I've seen you play. You aren't that good."

What am I saying? He's going to kill me in my sleep.

"Oh really? Is that what you think, because your Dad has a different opinion of me playing football." Luke knew that I wasn't into football. He knew that I couldn't tell you what his position even was, let alone if he was good at it or not.

Despite this, I found myself to continue talking. "I bet you guys lose this weekend."

"Are you challenging me Faye?"

"Yeah she is," Kelsey chimes in finally, excitement ringing in her voice. "Let's make this interesting."

I turn towards her. Was she being serious? I knew that they were going to win... there was no way that they are going to lose, I mean my Dad is coaching them. I just didn't like how cocky he was being, so I had to say something.

"Like what?" Luke asks.

Kelsey pauses for a second while she thought. "How about if you guys win, Lilly has to buy a super fan shirt for you to show her newly found love she has for her school's QB. But, if you lose, you can't go to the party."

Luke raises an eyebrow at Kelsey questioningly. Why did she care if he went to that party or not? I know I didn't. He doesn't bother to question it. "Fine. Sounds like a bet."

He offers me his hand to shake. "So it's a bet?"

No. I'm not making a bet with him. I'm for sure going to lose it. He's gotta be good if he's one of my dad's favorite players. I'm screwed.

"It's a bet," I confirm, reaching my hand out to his and shaking it firmly. "You guys will lose."

Luke grins standing up from the chair. "Highly unlikely."

"But not impossible."

He just shakes his head in a slight laughter before turning and walking back over towards his group of friends in the senior corner.

Once he was out of hearing range I turn to look at Kelsey whisper- yelling, "How could you do that to me?"

Kelsey smiles innocently at me. "What do you mean? I just made your guys bickering a little more entertaining. Worst comes to worst you have to buy a shirt. So what?"

"I don't want to buy one his shirts. Do you have any idea what assumptions my Dad would probably jump to?"I ask, as I frustratedly shut my binder. 

"Don't worry about it too much okay? I think Luke forgot who it is he's playing this week," Kelsey comforts, her voice zoning out as she thought. What was she talking about?

I raise an eyebrow at her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Kelsey grins at me as she collected her things together. "Oh don't worry, you'll see come Friday night. You'll see."

Before I had the chance to protest or ask her what the heck she was talking about, the bell rang, and she darted out of the library.

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