My Beautiful Gamer Girl

Chapter 1

     I walked all around Game Stop, searching for the newest game that I've been waiting for...

   FarCry 5.

I've been waiting for it to come out for about a year now, and today, it just came out.

   I've been to more than Ten gaming shops, and they all ran out. It's now 7:19 PM, and I've been searching for at least five to three hours. Sucks, when I could be playing GTA after shopping, but to hell with it. This game is worth it.

   I then spotted the A's side of the shelf, and spotted the red and white words of Farcry. I sped to it, almost knocking over a glass case of Nintendo game cards on the way. I reached for the game, Before I could get a hold of it, my hand brushed against another. I looked to my right, and saw a man with blue eyes, glasses, and brown hair. He wore a dark green hoodie with black jeans, and red converses. He looked and examined me, from head to toe.

   I was wearing a f/c and s/f/c flannel, black jeans, and black combat boots. I have E/C eyes, H/l H/c hair, and beautiful S/t skin. Many say that if looks could kill, everyone that looked at me would drop dead. My friend, Judie, says that I have to looks of a absolute angle. However, for some reason, I never really thought that I was the pretty type of girl.

   Without warning, the game fell to the ground. "Sorry. I'll get it." We both said in unison. We bent down at the same time, emediantly regretting it. We head butt each other, wincing in pain for a split second, then begun to laughed. "Sup? I'm Ryan. You?" The man called 'Ryan', asked, leaving his hand out for me to shake. I gladly shook his hand with a firm (not too firm) grip, and said, "Hi, I'm Y/n."

     Ryan then grabbed the game, and offered it to me. "No, it's okay. There's always a tomarrow, I can buy it a different day." I said, pushing the game back to him. "No, no! I insist!" Ryan said, shoving the game into my hands. So, that's how you want to play? I thought to myself, holding back a smirk. I shoved the game back, a little harder then before. He smirked at me, and aggressively shoved it into my hands, harder.

    After about five minutes of shoving the game back and forth, harder and harder each time, we gave up on giving it to each other, and put the game up (in the right place). We begun to chat up a storm, and talked about our likes, hobbies, and other stuff. So turned out, that we had almost everything in common. He even loved Nutella.

    Ryan then did something that I did not expect at all. "Tag, you're it." He whispered, tapping my shoulder and running off. I then waited five seconds, before sprinting towards him, and tagging him within seconds.

   When I was in fith grade, I was finally aloud to do track as my main sport. Somehow, I became the fastest runner throughout five schools. I found that out at the end of the year track meet.

   "Please, don't run in the store!" A annoyed employee said. "Sorry!" Ryan and I both said in unison.

   With nothing much to do, we told each other jokes and laughed at all of them. "And the Lord said to John, "Come forth, and you will receive eternal life." But John came fith, and won a toaster." He said, making me laugh my weird laugh. My real laugh. Ryan looked at me, shocked. Before you could even say, "Unicorns", he begun to laugh his ass off. More then I did. With that happening, I laughed more then I have in a long time. After about a minute, we lost our breath and finally calmed the hell down.

   "Sorry, but we're closing." A employee with long, blonde hair said. I guess that we had so much fun, that we both lost track of time. It looked to be around Eight or Ten. "Shit..." I muttered under my breath, knowing that my friend will be angery once I get home.

     Once Ryan and I get outside, the lady fliped the sign to, "CLOSED".

   "Well, that was fun." Ryan said, looking a tad disappointed. He then took out a small piece of paper and a pen, and begun to write something on it. "Here, Mabye we can meet up some time." He said, before going to his car, and driving off into the night.

   I then got into my own car, and read the paper. It had his number on it with the words ,"Text me sometime", written above the number. I smiled to myself, and tucked the paper into my pocket, before driving to my home.

Time skip: One hour later

Location: Your house

  I took a deep breath before pulling out my house keys, and unlocked the door. I closed the door as quietly as possible, and tip-toed to my room.

   Before I was able to touch my door nob, the floor decided to creek. Almost emediantly, the kitchen light switched on, as an angery Judie nearly tackled me to the ground. "Where were you? You're three hours late!" She yelled, with all her anger washed away. "Relax, I was hanging out with someone and lost track of time." I explained. She dramatically gasped, with a large smile plastered on her face. "Did you get a boyfriend?!" She loudly questioned, obviously overjoyed. "N-No! We just met!" I said, not shocked by her nature.

    Every time I come home late after hanging out with someone, she'd emediantly think that I got a boyfriend. Believe me, it's happened more than Sixty times...

    "How'd you meet?" She asked. "I'll tell you in the morning. It's late, and I have a job interview tomorrow." I said, before opening my door to my room. "Oh! That's right, get some sleep then! And drink enough coffee in the morning too!" She said, before rushing off to her room, located across the hallway.

   After I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and got dressed for bed, I thought for a moment; "Why would he like me?" I shook the thought out of my head, and let sleep take over my mind.