Chasing The Queen [ DISCONTINUED ]

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Chapter 3:

The Lollie Fight

˝Vi, your brother thought he could prank me!˝ I sniggered.

She bit into her sandwich, ˝And the results?˝

˝What do you think?˝ I laughed, ˝Do you even have to ask?˝

Chase sat down beside me, muttering profanities under his breath and grumbling about how it was a good prank.

˝Pay up, Lanie! Ella, you too. Chase...˝ Violet wiggled her eyebrows, grinning.

˝So you guys bet on me? And only Vi had faith in me?! What is this horrible world I live in?˝ I fake-fainted.

Melanie shook her head, smiling but handed Violet three ten dollar bills, ˝It was a dare she gave him so she had to sponsor a dress for the prank.˝

˝Let me guess, Chase, I dare you to prank Kat with the lamest prank ever -stuff a cute dress in her locker and make it realistic enough for you to have picked it up from the trash. Is that right?˝

Sherella replied, putting it simply, ˝Exactly those words.˝

˝-But it wasn't realistic at all,˝ I grinned.

Chase scoffed his food down his throat and burped loudly.

And while the girls wrinkled their noses in disgust, I stuffed my face with food to hide my smile.

A Barbie strode over and placed a hand on Chase's shoulder, bending down and whispering something in his ear then giggling. He smirked when she slid a piece of paper under his tray that said Ellie, 843-590-1686, ring me ;) before sashaying away.

˝I bet she said something corrupted,˝ I grinned, ˝Chase you are one dirty, dirty boy!˝

˝At least I got a number,˝ he looked at me with a smug face, ˝You didn't.˝

I smirked, ˝You wanna bet? I'll create a Twitter account tonight, let's see how many followers and messages I beat you by. If I win, you'll be my slave for three days and if I lose, you can do whatever you want.˝

˝Deal,˝ he said, still feeling smug.

We slapped each other's cheek and the back of our left hands lightly, then did the guy handshake. That's our very own signature-shake for you.

˝That's the three hundred and thirteenth most boyish thing about her,˝ Sherella pointed out to Violet.

Chase whipped out his phone and saved the strawberry blonde's number into his contact list which had only 79 contacts. There was definitely his parents', Violet's, mine, that girl's, Allen's, Eddie's, Aiden's and maybe a couple more flings'.

˝Why are you even saving that slutty bitch's number?˝ I asked, rolling my eyes.

He smirked, ˝Jealous, Jackson?˝