The Game

Ever since the beginning of middle school, five guys have a game that they play. They hook up with girls and sleep with them. They'll break girls' hearts but sometimes they are lucky enough to get a girlfriend. This year, it's Amber's turn to participate in 'The Game'. Will she go along with it or reject the boys? And will she fall in love or get her hear broken?

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1. Day One

*Beep, Beep, Beep*

I roll over and turn my alarm clock off. It's the first day of Freshman year and everything is going to be perfect. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to get ready for school. I put on my favorite pair of jean shorts with a brown belt and a white v-neck top. I blow dry my hair and then curl it. "Amber. Breakfast is ready." My mom yells. I walk downstairs and sit at the kitchen island as she sets a plate of chocolate chip pancakes in front of me with a glass of milk.

"Ready for your first day?" "Yes. This is going to be a great year." "What are you looking forward to Honey?" My mom asks. "I'm hoping to try out for the school soccer team. And I can't wait for my drama and creative writing classes either." "When are tryouts?" "Next week." I say as I finish my pancakes. I go back to my room and throw on a striped colorful scarf and brown sandals. I grab my purse, phone, and backpack and head downstairs. 

"Hey Mom. Can you drive me to school this morning?" "Sure." We get in the car and she drives to the school. I get out and see my friends Briley, Bree, and Mikayla standing on the school steps waiting for me. "Hey guys." I say walking up to them. "Hey." Bree says. "Hey. Cute outfit." Briley says. "Thanks." We walk to our lockers talking about all the things we are going to do this year. Briley and Bree's lockers are next to each other, Mikayla's is across from theirs, and mine is down the hallway. I wonder who has the lockers next to me.

We talk until the warning bell rings and then head off to our separate classes. I walk in but stop suddenly when I see who all is in the class. The five people I don't want to see are in this class and the only seat left is right behind one of them. I take my seat as the bell rings and pray that they don't turn around to talk to me. Thankfully they don't and the teacher stands up to begin class.

After class, I leave as quick as possible and make my way to my locker. As I put in the combination, my locker neighbors begin putting their combinations in. I look to see who it is and it turns out to be all five guys. I quickly put my books away, close my locker, and head over to Bree and Briley. "Hey Amber." They say. "Is something wrong?" Briley asks. I nod my head and point to the guys. They look where I'm pointing and back at me. "Oh my goodness. Your locker is by theirs isn't it?" Bree asks. "Yes." I say. "How did that happen?" "I have no idea. I also have first period with them." They look at me with big eyes. "We better get to class. We'll discuss this later." Briley says.

We part our different ways. Hopefully I don't have anymore classes with the five guys. I take my seat in Algebra 2 and wait for class to begin. 'How do I get stuck with the five boys? Not just any five boys, but the five boys.' Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, and Zayn Malik are all in my first period class and their lockers are next to mine. They better not talk to me and I better not have anymore classes with them.

Just then, Liam walks in the room. I see him and groan quietly. Luckily, there aren't any open seats around me so he has to sit on the other side of the room. On the way to my locker after class, I run into Mikayla and tell her what I told the other two so she isn't in the dark. I grab my notebook and favorite colored pen from my locker and head to Creative Writing before Liam or the others show up. I walk into the room and there sits Louis Tomlinson. I sit down in the last open seat which just so happens to be right next to him. He is about to say something but is cut off by our teacher introducing herself.

She has us go around and introduce ourselves and tell one thing about us. It's Louis's turn and he says, "I'm Louis Tomlinson and I like to play soccer." Then it's my turn. "I'm Amber Knight and I hate people who use other people." I look straight ahead and avoid making contact with Louis. I said that to make sure Louis knew I don't want to talk to him. Once everyone introduces themselves, the teacher gives us an assignment. I get started right away to avoid conversation with Louis. Thankfully he leaves me alone.

When class is over, I go to my locker to exchange my materials. The bad part is that Louis follows me and his locker is to my right. Right as he is about to speak, I close my locker and head to my next class. I take a seat in the back next to a boy with brown hair. He introduces himself and we begin talking. The teacher stands up and begins talking. "You each will be assigned a partner which you will work with the whole year." Students nod their heads and a few groan. This shouldn't be too bad as long as Keaton (the boy next to me) and I are partners. "Amelia and Carly, Carter and Keaton..." What? We aren't partners? This can't be good. Who am I stuck with? "...Harry and Amber..." Harry? Wait. He doesn't mean Harry Styles does he? I look up and see the one and only Harry Styles smiling at me. No, no, no. This can't be happening.

Keaton walks over to his partner's lab table and Harry heads over to me. "Hey Amber. I'm..." "Harry. Yeah I know. Let's just get one thing straight. All we do is work on the labs. WITHOUT talking. Got it?" He nods his head and we get started on the lab. When the bell rings, I walk out of the room and to my locker as fast as I can but someone grabs my hand and turns me around. It's Harry. "So Amber..." I pull my hand away from him and walk toward my locker. "Wait." Harry says and catches up to me. "Why won't you talk to me now?" He asks opening his locker which is on my left. I open mine and put my books away. He leans up against his locker and smiles at me. "How about having lunch with me?" He asks. "Lunch with you? Ha. That will never happen." I say closing my locker shut and then heading to the lunchroom to find my friends.

I grab some food and sit down with my friends at a table somewhat towards the back of the room. "So how has everyone's day been? Mine is great." Mikayla says. "Fine." "Perfect." Bree and Briley say at the same time. I however just continue eating. "Any more run ins with them?" Briley asks. "Oh yeah." I say. I then tell them how I have Algebra 2 with Liam, Creative Writing with Louis and what I said so he wouldn't talk to me, and Science with Harry and how we got paired up. I also told them how Harry even asked me to have lunch with him. "You can't be serious." Bree says. "I'm dead serious. And if I have any more classes with any of them I'm going to shoot myself." I say. Mikayla then changes the topic to school activities and if we are going to join any.

After lunch, we head to our lockers to get our things for our next class. Unfortunately for me, the guys are at their lockers. I put in my combination trying to ignore them but can't help listening in on their conversation. "What classes do you guys have next?" Zayn asks. "English." Louis says. "Math." Harry says. "Science. What about you Zayn?" Says Liam. "I've got Math as well. What about you Niall?" "Spanish." Niall replies. I freeze. Niall just said he has Spanish. I have Spanish. "What about you Amber?" Harry says turning to me and smiling. I slam my locker shut and rush over to my friends. "Shoot me now." I tell them. "Why?" Mikayla asks. "The guys were talking about what class they have next. Niall says he has Spanish next. So do I." "Oh." Bree says. "Exactly." "I'm really sorry about that Amber. We should all get to class before we're late though. Let us know what happens." Briley says. "You bet I will." I say and head to Spanish.

I walk in right as the bell rings and take a seat. Lucky for me it's not next to Niall but it is a couple seats in front of him. The teacher stands up and introduces herself. Then everyone in the class introduces themselves. Next, we actually start learning and the teacher even speaks some Spanish. I have no idea what she is saying when she asks me a question. She repeats the question but in English and I reply. This is the worst class ever. Not because of Niall but because I don't understand a single word.

After class, Niall walks beside me to our lockers. He doesn't say anything to me though and I find it a bit weird. Once I put away my books, I head to the auditorium for Drama. I see Keaton and take a seat next to him. We begin talking and then I see all five boys walk in and sit down a few rows in front of me. I groan quietly and then the teacher walks in. He explains that we will do a few warm up exercises and will need a partner. I notice Liam look my way but I turn to Keaton and ask if he wants to be partners. Thankfully he says yes. Everyone pairs up and we get started on warm-ups. Afterwords, we do some improv.

When the bell rings, Keaton walks me to my locker. When the guys show up, they don't say anything. Once I have my stuff. Keaton walks me to English before heading to his last class. I take a seat in the middle of the room and when Zayn walks in, he sits next to me. He doesn't even look at me. He seems a bit shy without the rest of the boys. Maybe this class won't be too bad.

Towards the end of class, I look over at Zayn and he looks down. I can tell now that he truly is shy. It's sorta cute. The bell rings signaling the end of class and I make my way to the lockers. I fill my backpack with my homework and then grab my purse. My friends show up and we walk out of the school and towards my house. I tell them about the rest of the day but leave out the part about thinking it cute when Zayn acts shy.

When we get to my house, we head to my room and work on our homework. When we get done, the girls go home and I go downstairs to help with supper. At supper, I tell my parents about my day at school. As I lay in bed that night, I replay everything that happened at school. What was supposed to be the perfect day turned into a terrible day.

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