"Yo, you gonna step up, make it right? Can't bench this, no timeouts."
I don’t know what your talking about sorry?
"Oh, you don't know? You spilled soup all over my new designer clothes and now you're trying to play dumb?"
well do you know who did it? cause that was an accident when you fell infront of me i tried to catch you but ended up spilling the soup on you..
"An accident? Seriously? You expect me to believe that? I saw you deliberately dumping soup all over me! Don't think you can fool me, Simsk!"
hey, hey, everyone will tell you it was an accident! suddenly there’s a large crowd around us, everyone claiming it was an accident
"Fine, let's see if the whole world is on your side. Let's settle this with a little game. If you win, you get off the hook. But if you lose..."
"If you lose, you'll have to do my homework for the rest of the semester. Deal?"
"Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna have a race. From the cafeteria to the gymnasium and back. If you can beat me, you're off the hook.
but- that’s not fair!! i can’t run as fast as you-
"Life's not fair, Simsk. Get used to it. Are you gonna accept the challenge or chicken out?"
“i guess so…” as soon as you say “go!” i take off running as fast as i can, but even though i try my best i’m still much slower than you and once i try to pass you i trip and fall face first into the ground letting out a loud thud
stands over Simsk, hands on hips "Well, well, looks like you really did try your best. But you're just not cut out for this, Simsk. Guess I win."
“ugh, guess so….” as you walk away i sit up from the floor my face and nose extremely red and bloody
Ashley reaches into her backpack and pulls out a note "Here, let me make it up to you. This is a secret recipe for the best chocolate cake you'll ever taste.
she gives me the note with an apology inscribed on it “thanks…”
smiles warmly "No problem, Simsk. I may be tough on you, but I'm not heartless. I hope this makes up for everything.
“so anyways, wanna be friends?” a small smile creeps across my face
grinning "Sure, why not? It's always good to have another friend, right?
"Alright, here's the plan. We're going to start small, with a friendly game of basketball.
i’m not very good at that…
"Don't worry, Simsk. I'll teach you everything I know. We'll start slow and work our way up. By the time we're done, you'll be a pro on the court.
"Absolutely, Simsk. I believe in you. We're going to make you a basketball star in no time!"
“your just saying that to be nice though right?”
raises an eyebrow "Am I? Or am I just confident in your abilities? Trust me, Simsk, I see potential in you.
“yeah okay… can i ask you something?”
"Of course, Simsk. Ask me anything."
“can i borrow that note?”
hands over the note "Here you go, Simsk. Just remember to use it wisely and never forget the apology."
“right..” as soon as you hand the note over i crumple it up and shove it into my pocket as a mischievous glint appears in my eyes
"Wait a minute, Simsk. What do you think you're doing with that note? Give it back right now!"