The Bet With The Players by C. Joyce (read my book TXT) 📕

as me twin, Jason." Jaxon pointed to his clone.


"Hello...my name's Ethan.." The first thing I saw was a innocent looking boy with the prettiest green eyes not to mention smile also.




"Nathan," A husky voice said to me, "and this is my little bro Jay." I spot two blondes staring and...checking me out..?


Next came a Puerto Rican accent, "Zander..please don't mess me up with that dude in the gay band. PLEASE! I'm tried of chicks always aski-"


"Zander," Not a Puerto Rican accent but a Mexican voice came but, "Enough about your shitty story. It's my turn." He stop to turn to me, our eyes met. His dark brown eyes melt into my purple colored ones. "Xerxes."

We continued on staring till stupid Dylan interrupted, "Great...so where's Chad?"

All the guys looked at each other before staring back to Dylan, "At a cheerleader's house." Dylan scrunch up his nose, in the most hilarious way.

"GGGRREEEAAAT! Didn't that Mormon already used up all of his condoms?!"

"Yeah." All the guys said at the same time.

Well, I'm guess I'm stuck with them. Chapter 4

"So, since you're new here. I'll start you off pretty easy." Dylan started, "Every morning at 6, you will cook breakfast for all of us.-"

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. 6? As in 6 A.M. or 6 P.M.?" I burst with confusing, this guy is not, I mean NOT going to make me wake up at 6.

A scowl grown on his face, "What do you think dumb-ass?"

"I-I mean...well..I'm n-not a morning person," I stutter, "and-"

"And what?!"

"6 A.M.? Am I a rooster or something, because the whole 'The early bird gets the worm' is not my thing."

"If you live this house, you are the rooster got that?!"

I sighed, there's no way competing with this dude. "Okay..."

Dylan's scowl disappeared and his stern face showed up on his face. "As I was saying before you rudely interrupted, you will cook, clean inside and out of the house, and do all of the laundry."

I didn't say nothing but nodded.

"You will also follow each and everyone's separate rules. If I tell you to do something, you will follow it. If say...Zander or Jaxon told you something to do, you will follow them also. You get paid $1,500 per week. You have your own room upstairs, I'm going to show you so follow me-" Dylan finally stopped chick-chatting and started to walk upstairs. Man! I was already crawling on the last few steps, sweating.

"Here's your room", he pointed to a door. I turned to see Dylan perfectly fine not a sweat to be shown. His dark blue eyes met with my natural purple eyes. "Really? You're already sweating and panting like a dog?"

OH, he did not just said that! I stand up straight quickly to make our eyes meet each others. Okay...kinda meet, my '5 4" height was nothing compared to his '5 11" height. I practically looked like a baby seahorse v.s. a wild lion. I was that short...and weak. "Look Mr I'm-so-perfect, if you notice now, I'm not that healthy unlike you. Don't you ever and I mean ever compare you to me. Got that?!"

"You do know..I'm your master right?"

"I know," I said tone-less piercing my eyes at him. "But I don't care."

He smiled but not a real one though. "Feisty, I like it but it doesn't suit you well. You're more like... innocent..but you can't be tame-" Before he finished his entire sentence, he pinned me onto the wall. Dylan's face and lips were only an inch apart. "Miss Shore, you may not know this, I can't be tamed also. Girls love me so...the past maids before you loved me also. So...why don't you?" He said seductively causing me to flush red as a tomato.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" I heard Nanna shouted angrily.

Dylan just rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Nothing Nanna, just teaching little Miss Shore here a lesson."

"Aha. Sure. I maybe old but I'm not dumb. I've known all of you boys long enough to know when you're lying." All of the sudden, she grab one of Dylan's ear with force, causing Dylan to winced in pain.

"Nanna! Nanna! I swear, I wasn't lying, you're hurting my ear for god's sake!"

"Silence child! Don't you know saying God's name in vain is a sin?! Oh, when I'm done with you, you'll be-" Nanna paused a moment and turned to me straight in the eyes, "Sorry about him young child. I'll take care of him, you go to bed, you have numerous things to do in the morning. Goodnight." She softly said to me and continued on dragging Dylan by the ear downstairs.

I weakly and palely said "Goodnight" back, before ending to my new room.

Chapter 5

My new room was three times larger than my own room in my parents house. The walls were my favorite color, purple, and the carpet was my second favorite color blue. Now, I might be a maid for them but my room was made for a highness. I opened my sister's phone to check the time, 10: 30 P.M. I sighed a heavy sigh of pain. How can I live with fifteen players from my school?! Better question, 'How did I agree to this?' I groaned and fell onto the bed, kicking my legs in frustration.

(I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun,
An angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun..)

Get out your guns, battles begun,
are you a saint, or a sinner?
If loves a fight, than I shall die,
with my heart on a trigger.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
--

I heard the phone ringing to me and my sister's favorite song. I wanted to miss the call just to listen to the song but I was pretty sure of getting a schooling from her. I murmur a groan and pick up the cell and clicked on the green logo. "Hello?"

"Finally! We've been waiting for you!" One of my sisters, Sara, asked.

"Shush!" Her slightly younger twin, Stell, yelled. "Let her talk and share the telephone, you little phone whore."

"What did you just call me?"

"You heard me!"

I rolled my eyes, they're always fighting, "Guys! Why did you call me anywho?"

"Oh-yeah, what we're we about to ask her Stell?"

"I dunno....", even though I can't see her, I can tell she had a confuse look on her face. "I remember...why aren't you home yet?!"

"Stell! You're making my ears bleed to death!"

"Well, sorry..."

"Hello~ I'm still on the phone dummies." Why are they even calling at 10 P.M.? "Look, Heather got me a job to help pay for my college okay?"

"What kind of job?", Stell asked.

"As a milking maid?", Sara guessed.

"No."

"Auto car fixer?" It was Stell's turn to guess.

"No."

"A mall Santa?"

"No."

"A hooker?"

"What?! No!"

"Then what job?" They both question at the same time.

I sighed for the millionth time, "A maid...for our school's players..."

"WHAT?!"

"Well, that answers your question. Goodnight." I pressed the 'end call' button before hearing the twins shout, "Sea! You can't do that job!"

*Knock Knock*

I stand up to open the door, to only find a really good looking guy. He has dark brown hair with bright hazel eyes, the guy kept smiling at me. "Hey, I'm James and I'm moving in soon...maybe in a month or so. I think this might be your luggage," he said while handling my suitcases from one of his hands.

I couldn't help but to look at his beauty eyes including his pure white smile. "A-ah tha-thanks."

"No problem, little girly. Goodnight, sweet dreams." Was his last words before walking backwards, downstairs where the laughs of the players were.

"Night, thanks." I slowly closed my door and pulled my suitcases close to my bed. I then changed into my pj's yet I couldn't fall asleep, James's smile stuck into my brain. Not only that..how long to I have to stay here to pay for my college? I grab the cell and opened to the calculator, by the way, I suck at math. If I get paid $1,500 per week, there's 55 weeks per year..that makes it $82,500. Which his barely enough for the four entire years of a public college. Oh man...how long will it take? Just one year in public college is the average of $22,261 not to mention all the other things needed. What if I stay here for 2 years? Surely, that will be enough for even a private college to attend.

Before I fell asleep, I said my last few words, "You can do it Sea, just 2 years."

Chapter 6

"Hey, wake up little pig!" I heard Dylan yell at me. Great...Mr. Jackass is here, already.
"Did you hear me?! I told you to wake up!" Sounds of loud pounding was striking on the wooden door.

Any second I swear the door's going to break.

"FINE! I GOT YOU ALREADY, MR. JACKASS!" Oh...sh-what did I just say?

"What did you just call