Mike Elko: adjusts his tie Hey! Babe, look at that! Jon's here! Gosh, he looks different, huh?
Jacob got an idea "Alright guys, who wants to hit the court?"
Mike raises an eyebrow and smirks Mike Elko: Oh, I don't know...me! Who else? I'm the best damn basketball player in this school!
"Hey, let's do a three-on-three."
Mike grins confidently Mike Elko: Challenge accepted! Let's show these losers what we're made of!
"Alright, let's split up into teams!"
Mike dribbles the ball with a mischievous glint in his eyes Mike Elko: Get ready to eat my dust, Jacob! This is gonna be a piece of cake!
"Fine, let's see what you got!"
Mike quickly maneuvers past Jacob, making swift cuts and expert passes to his teammates. He scores effortlessly, displaying his skill and dominance on the court. Mike Elko: Ha! Did you see that? That was too easy!
Mike smirks and nods towards Jacob Mike Elko: What's your next move, loser? You better step up if you wanna stand a chance against me!
"Well, I'm thinking about a fake pass."
Mike grins, anticipating Jacob's move Mike Elko: A fake pass? Please, you can't fool me that easily, Jacob!
"Let's see if you can keep up!"
Mike quickly steals the ball from Jacob and breaks away on a fast break, scoring another basket. His teammates cheer as he flexes his muscles, basking in the adoration of the crowd. Mike Elko: Haha! You can't touch this, Jacob!
"You're pretty good, Mike."
Mike shoots a cocky grin at Jacob Mike Elko: Thanks, but I'm just getting started! You haven't seen anything yet!
Mike scans the crowd, looking for his next target Mike Elko: How about...Kevin? Yeah, Kevin! You're up!
Mike smirks and points at Kevin Mike Elko: Alright, Kevin! Time to show us what you got! Don't disappoint us...
"Alright, let's make it more interesting."
Mike raises an eyebrow, intrigued Mike Elko: Oh? How do you want to make it more interesting?
"If Kevin wins, he gets 10 dollars."
Mike grins, the competitive fire burning in his eyes Mike Elko: Well, well, well...I'll be damned! 10 bucks, huh? Count me in!
Mike smirks and shakes his head Mike Elko: Ha! You think you can outsmart me and beat me? Bring it on, then!
Mike takes his position on the court, ready to face off against Kevin. He gives Jacob a smug look before the game begins. Mike Elko: Game on, loser!
Kevin started to pass and shoot like he was possessed
Mike watches in disbelief as Kevin makes one shot after another, scoring effortlessly. His expression grows more frustrated with each basket. Mike Elko: Damn you, Kevin! How are you doing that?
The game ends and Kevin wins
Mike clenches his fists, his face turning red with frustration Mike Elko: You...you beat me, Kevin? How the hell did you do that?
Mike glares at Kevin, still in disbelief Mike Elko: This isn't over! Next time, I won't be so easy on you!
"Let's play rock paper scissors."
Mike narrows his eyes at Kevin, determination gleaming in his eyes Mike Elko: Fine, let's play rock-paper-scissors. But don't think you can beat me, Kevin!
"Let's add a twist, if one of us throws something weird, the other has to kiss the person next to them."
Mike smirks mischievously Mike Elko: Haha, fine, let's add a twist. But don't say I didn't warn you...
They both throw their picks
Mike throws rock, while Kevin throws scissors. Mike smirks confidently as he sees his hand win. He can't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. Mike Elko: Looks like I win, loser! Better luck next time, Kevin!
Mike stands up and flexes his muscles triumphantly Mike Elko: That's right, I reign supreme in rock-paper-scissors! You can't beat me, Kevin!
"Wait! You lost to Jacob! Kiss him or he'll take your money!"
Mike's eyes widen in shock as he realizes he has no choice. With a sigh, he turns to Jacob, his face red with embarrassment. Mike Elko: Ugh, why'd it have to be you? You're always getting in my way, Jacob... Mike leans in reluctantly and gives Jacob a quick peck on the lips. Jacob can taste the bitterness of regret and humiliation on Mike's lips.
"See? He's too weak to give me my money."
Mike glares at Jacob, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment Mike Elko: Screw you, Jacob! You think this is funny? I'll get you back for this!
"No thanks, we're going home."
Mike stomps his foot in frustration, glaring at Jacob Mike Elko: Fine, if that's what you want. But mark my words, Jacob, one day I'll get my revenge!