Maxine's Point of View
"Game!" I replied.
We sat together on my bed while the tray is in the middle of us. Gosh, I'm nervous. What if the arrow would only stopped in my name? It can't happen, right?
Byron laughed, "Tardy, relax. Don't be nervous."
Giles tapped my shoulder, "I know that you just agreed to play with us, to let us know that you will not lose, but don't be so obvious that you're nervous. Pfft— I might burst out laughing."
My brows furrowed and hit his hand, "Don't make fun of me! I'm not nervous!" Then I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, is that true?" Byron gave me a teasing smile.
"Shut it," is what I replied.
"Okay, calm down, Yanny. Let's now start the game," then he typed our names in his phone. When he's done, he showed us his phone. "I will spin it in the count of 3," he warned. "1... 2... 3!"
The wheel in his phone is now spinning. Oh, my gosh! I'm so fucking nervous! Don't point my name. Don't point my name, please~
