This choice: Skyler Thompson | Go Back Chapter 3: Game night (ID #372443) an addition by: Past Member 'kaela' More by this author “Hey great game tonight Skyler!” Many of your friends and fans second the statement.
“Hey, I wasn’t the only player out there tonight.” You say as you raise your hands in a humble gesture, before reaching out your arms and pulling some of your teammates closer to share in the praise. “We won because WE’RE the best!” The crowd erupts into a cheer at those words.
Slowly the crowd starts to disperse from the schools property as people head out to the usual spot to celebrate. “Hey, where’s Eddy?” You look up to see your friend Ian glancing about curiously, “I thought he was right here?” Ian and Eddy had been friends since kindergarten, and in truth the reason they were still uneaten was likely because of that friendship, nothing like having someone to watch your back to increase your life expectancy.
“He’s probably still inside, I’ll get him.” You say and head back into the Gym.
Once inside you search about for awhile before you finally find Eddy, though the manner in which you find him is disturbing. “Eddy?” He’s currently bound and gagged on the floor, in one of the back areas. You squat down and undo the gag before starting on the ropes binding his legs. “What happened?”
“They happened.” He says with a fearful shake of his head behind you. You turn around and swear as 3 girls, all wearing the jackets of the team your school whooped on in tonight’s game, leave their hiding places.
“You are in trouble.” The lead girl, a dark haired beauty, with bronze skin and green eyes glares at you as she advances. “You made my man look like a fool out there tonight, and thus by extension you made me look like a fool tonight.” Your own hands work faster, trying to undo the knot that binds your friend’s legs together. “Normally, I’d just console myself with a big bucket of chocolate ice cream…” Here her faces quirks into a nasty grin. “But I think I’ll just help myself to YOU instead!” As she speaks she lunges forward.
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