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

"EXCUSE ME?!" I yelled at him, "I did-?"

"Yeah, you did. Dumb ass."

I HATE HIM! "What would that be then?"

"You're a dumb ass, name freak." Dylan had a bitterness look on his face. "Now people think I'm dating you." The way he said 'You' was unpleasant and cold.

"What's so wrong about that?!"

"Really?" He asked sarcastically as if it was a dumb question. "All because of you, all the hot girls stopped chasing after me. Worst of all, people think I'm dating a loser bitch!"

"You know what?!" I HATE HIM! I HATE DYLAN! "At least I'm a loser bitch instead of a man whore asshole!" What did I just say?!

A fake smile grew on his face, "You're only here for the money, right? HERE!" Dylan grab his entire wallet and threw it at me. "There, that must be enough for you! Right?! Now, leave and stay away from my life!"

"What do you think I am, a gold digger?!" Sure, I had enough of him but seriously I'm not a gold digger. I catch his wallet and threw it back to his face. "If I get money, it's only because I work hard for it. I'll never be a gold digger or a thief. So honey, you better like me. Cause I'm staying here longer than you think!"

A arctic and emotionless smirk was on his lips, "Really huh-? Baby, you can't even last here for a year."

"Wanna bet?"

"Yup!" He shouted pooping the 'P'. "If you quit before an entire year, you have to leave. AND, give all you payments back to me."

Wait...what?! Keep it cool Sea, he's just trying to mess your head. "And if I win...?"

That smirk was still there, I just want to slap it off. "I'll add an additional $150,000 to the grand payment." $150,000! That's enough to get all the debts off my family! "Deal!"

Game on players, game on. The Bet With The Players had officially begun!

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The sun was setting down in the park. I kept complaining to Luke about the players, including Dylan. I guess he had enough of my protest... Since Luke said "I love you" to me, then he kissed me to shut up on my complaints.

Wait...what did just happened?!

Let's see the things I hate now:
1. School
2. Dylan...well, he's tried for first
3. Taylor Swift
4. Aria but she's tied with Taylor
5. and now, Alvin. He's a devil from below!

AGH.

Turns out my 'punishment' was cleaning the entire house, cars, and even his laundry. Which, worst of all, includes his dirty boxers...not cool. It turns out Alvin's a 100% clean freak, if I miss a spot. Oh, he could yell and make me re-clean the house again! Clean-freak co. I've been working ever since at 3 A.M., just to start on all the player's homework. I guess that was included in Alvin's punishment. Boy, Aiko's math homework was the most challenging paper filled questions EVER. No wonder they say Asian's are like calculators.

I'm tried as Barney singing songs all day long.

Then I remembered something: Breakfast! NO! I dropped all the cleaning supplies and raced to the kitchen. What would rich and hormone filled teenage boys want for breakfast? Mmmmhhh...they're rich but then again, they're boys. Boys will eat anything! Thankfully, Nana told that we own a cook book or something like that. If only I could find it....I glance at every single corner of the massive kitchen, a size of a restaurant's.

"Sea, what are you doing?" Shit, that voice...Dylan.

I made a face, forcing it to disappear, then turn to face Dylan. A fake smile was on my mouth, suck it up Sea. I kinda regret peeking down, I mean I enjoyed the view. Not lying, here. Dylan was shirtless and only wearing boxers. How I wished boys wear pants when they're sleeping. "Oh...just cooking breakfast, your highness." Yeah, a jerky highness.

He had a 'Whatever face' while talking to me. As if I was a lower class peasant or something, jerk. "Move." Dylan walked over to me and grab the nonstick frying pan. "Get 4 teaspoons extra-virgin olive oil, a small onion, 4 tomatoes, spinach, water, salt, black pepper, 12 eggs, and nonstick cooking spray."

"Ah-ok..." Is he actually doing my work...? Fine by me, then.

"Hurry, I still need to finish studying for a test today." With that I rush to gather all the ingredients. What did I need...? I had already water, an onion, salt, black pepper, tomatoes, and what else was I missing? Oh well, I get all I got to Dylan. He quickly started to chop the tomatoes perfectly. Wow.

In a softest voice I ever heard from him, "-12 eggs, olive oil, and the nonstick cooking spray."

"O-K." 12 eggs, wow, that's a lot of eggs! I picked up 12 eggs from the refrigeration, olive oil, and the cooking spray. I tried to give them to Dylan, except two eggs fell from my silk arms, great.

Dylan face to me, a stern look. Oh god. "Get some paper towels, I'll clean it up. Try to cut the onion, and crack the eggs into a giant bowl." I did as so and handed Dylan some rolls of paper towels. Now the onion and eggs, I can do this right? Wait...all the bowls are in the high cabinet, and I'm short. I can do this, you can jump high Sea. Jump, jump, jump, along with fails in all of them.
"Need help shortie?" Dylan had a amused smile on his lips then easily got a bowl. "Here." He said handing the large bowl to me.

"Thanks." I hate being short right now.

"Actually Sea," Dylan caught the bowl in my hands, "I'll just cook, you try making the Dutch Cream Waffles."

Dutch Waffles it is then. Let's see if I remembered from cooking class: 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1/4 teaspoon salt,3 eggs,1 cup heavy whipping cream and maple syrup. Those are to make a serving of 3 waffles and there's 16 boys plus Valentine, and I. So...add 6 things for each ingredients. After my magic cooking skills, I made enough waffles for everyone.
"Hmmm-" Was all I heard, "Good job Sea, now, get some rest. Your eyes are bloodshot red, it's only 5:20, so you have more than 2 hours to take a nap."

Wait, how about the cars?! Alvin's going to kill me for not washing them! "But-but, I still didn't clean all of your cars. I'm just halfway and-"

"And I don't care about the cars, get some rest." Okay...this dude is acting really weird.

"What happened to you?" I questioned him, "I thought you hate me."

Dylan had the most confused face gesture ever. "Wha-? You thought I hate you...? Sea, look, I have family issues right now. So, I'm really on the edge lately. I'm sorry if I ever hurt you, my brain is in a colt right now." Drugs, yup, definitely the reason why he's acting weird right now. "Now, take a rest."

With that I went downstairs, and took a nap on the couch. That's because there's too many stairs also, I'm to lazy to walk.

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Dylan's POV.

"You sure she's hanging out with Luke Karam?" I questioned to Xerxes, sternly. No way, she couldn't be...

He sighed deeply, "I saw them talking to each other. Sea even hugged him, no kidding Dylan."

"Sea doesn't know the mess she's getting into, huh-?" Aiko said softly with concern.

"You guys are hilarious!" Alvin pretended to laugh. "I mean, come'on! She's just a maid, who cares if she dies!" That's when every single guy death glared him. "What?" He questioned like he didn't do something wrong.

Including Ethan glared at him with disgust, that's pretty low I say. "Alvin, you're being a donkey hole." Yup, that's all Ethan can swear -or- at least try to. He's way to innocent to even cheat on his homework. Like when Alvin made Sea do all of our homework's, Ethan refused.

The entire kitchen was silent. Oh, I forgot to mention, we were all eating breakfast. Meaning only us, without Sea, Valentine, or Nanna. Speaking of Nanna, I guess she's still sleeping.

"Quick question," Jackson asked, "What did Luke Karam do that's so bad?"

All of us gave Jackson a weird look. "You don't know...?" I questioned Jackson, who shook his head. "Nathan would you care to explain?"

Nathan had a gloomy fog over his head and slowly said, "Killed people."

"Not just any people-" Jaxon interrupted, "-all the girls he liked."

"Or the ones who rejected him, don't forget bro." Jason said afterwards.

Jackson had a deep expression on his face, "What--?"

Chad nodded. "You heard it right, bro. All the girls he cares about. Were murdered by him."

Jay slammed his fist on the dining table. "It can't be true, why would the school allow a serial killer?"

"Money." Zander filled in a answer for Jay's question. "His parent's are richies also. Parents are parents either way, they care about their kid. Instead of sending him to a mental hospital...They just covered his tracks on all of his crimes. Everything."

"So, Sea...?"

I answered him, "He likes her, Jackson." I paused a second to think about past memories. Or at least to forget about the worst nightmare of all.

In Freshman year,

I saw with my own two eyes, Luke Karam killing his girlfriend. It was after football practice, when I decided to get a drink from the water fountain. There was a emo kid named Luke Karam and his cheerleader girlfriend Elaine. Elaine Weissinburg was a redhead cheerleader, really pretty, but not my type. They were arguing about something...I couldn't really hear well, because they were too far away. My eyes were blind by a shiny object, a pocket knife, that was in Luke's left hand. Elaine was crying, crying, and yelling for help. Bad news for her, everyone was gone. The last people were the football players like me, but I'm sure they already left. I absolutely wanted to help the poor girl. My legs though were fatigue and glued on the tiled floor.

She kept sobbing, "Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me."

Luke just grimace like Satan. "Little Queen, this is why you don't misbehave." He walked a step closer, closer, and closer to her. As Elaine tried backing away as much as she can. With every force I had, I still couldn't move my legs.

"Please don't...Please don't."

"It's okay my little queen, it's not going to hurt as much." He kept smiling, seeing that smile made the