Chapter Eleven- Bowling Isn't The Only Game I'm Good At

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Alex, Zack, Josh and Brian were supposed to be in detention but they snuck out, proving Dylan's point from our earlier 'argument' before we left to help with the cleaning

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Alex, Zack, Josh and Brian were supposed to be in detention but they snuck out, proving Dylan's point from our earlier 'argument' before we left to help with the cleaning. I don't know where they went because I was with Dylan, at the Starbucks he works at, sipping some hot coffee. 

While he took orders, I completed my assignments and took his notes from History from the day I was absent to catch up in class. A few moments later, he joined me and we completed our homework together. 

Currently, I'm putting on the most comfortable outfit I own to go out for a bowling night with the guys. My parents are fine with it as long as I'm with Alex, someone they trust basically. 

I put on black jeggings and a light blue denim jacket over my white tshirt that says 'queen'. I wear my black converse and wear a silver chain around my neck. I get my bag pack and shove a few necessities inside it; my phone, my earphones, a hair tie, wipes, pad (just in case) and a book. 

As I get ready, I can't help but think back to that crazy dream I had. Will Zack and Dylan argue? Nah. I don't think so. What if they do, though? 

I shake my thoughts away and go downstairs to the living room, where I find my dad watching television. "Bored?" I ask. 

"Very," he replies, flicking through channels. 

"Sad," I say. 

"I know," he states. 

The door bell rings and my dad gets up to get it. I follow him through the foyer and peek over his shoulder to see Alex, grinning at us. Dad and Alex exchange a few words about my safety and all and then we leave. 

"I'm so excited to win tonight," I say excitedly, putting on my seatbelt and letting my bag rest next to my feet. 

"You told them you didn't know how to play?" He asks. 

"Yeah," I nod. "Zack offered to help. But I was like 'I'll do better without you'," I shrug. 

When we get to the bowling alley, Alex parks next to the boys' Range Rover. Damn. We all greet each other and enter the place. We register our names and get our shoes while chatting and joking around. 

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