"Is there any way to know the results before they announce it?" Aaron asks me as we walk out of Stanton high school's presentation hall after we present our video game in front of the judges. There were six teams in total and ours was the last presentation. "If you have courage, go ask the judges themselves," I reply. He leaves a sigh. "What do you think? Will we win?" "Don't know. Let's see." "Oh c'mon, we will win. Only we made something which actually looks like a game," he says. "You know that, right? So why are worrying this much?" I say with a chuckle. I'm sure we'll win this competition. Not only the judges but everyone in the hall was impressed seeing our game. No teams except us made a racing game or any similar complicated games. One of the teams presented a crossword game and the other games were very simple ones like shooting the balloon and jumping blocks, the graphics and animation of which were disappointing. "I'm worried the judges think we're cheating," Aaron sa

I wake up from my sleep, hearing some familiar tunes. Soon I realize it's my and Asher's phone ringing on the bedside table. Wait! why are both of our phones ringing together? "Hey, Wake up!" I shake Asher, lifting my hands from where it was pressed up against his chest. His arms were still wrapped tightly around my body and we both were still in our underwear with the duvet covering us. We had cuddled to sleep after what happened earlier. Asher groans, taking his hands away from my body and rolling onto his back. Soon I hear the sound of the doorbell. Our phones are also still ringing on the bedside table. Shit! It's probably Ty and Aaron. I quickly remove the duvet piece from over my body and crawl towards the table. And like I guessed, my phone shows 'Ty' on caller Id while Asher's shows 'Idiot.' And the doorbell is now going off like crazy. It's definitely Aaron who is ringing it. "WAKE UP ASHER AND GET DRESSED!" I shout, grabbing my frock from the table before hastily

"Ty, are you asleep?" I whisper turning on my side. "No.." he says. "Why aren't you sleeping?" "I can't sleep." "Why?" "I don't know," I leave a sigh. "Why can't you sleep?" "Aaron and Asher are in one room." "Yeah.." "Don't know when they'll both start fighting." "I'm also a little worried. Aaron has a really stupid mouth sometimes." "It's just he doesn't know to hide things. He says everything that comes to his mind," Ty defends. "Yeah, that's the problem," I sigh and close my eyes. We all are in my home right now and it is night. We arrived here evening and I showed Asher and Aaron around my home. Then we had dinner with my parents and we watched a movie and played a lot of games in my room. When it got past midnight, my Dad came to my room and announced that I and Ty are sleeping in one room and Aaron and Asher will share another room. And he made them both move to the other bedroom, saying it was late. Now it's more than an hour after that, but I still can

"Oh c'mon Ann, how many times should I beg you to help me out with this?" Aaron groans averting his gaze from his laptop screen and looking at me. "Wait for some time. Can't you see she is busy here?" Asher says whilst swallowing down the food in his mouth. Aaron leaves a sigh. "Why are you feeding him like he is a baby? He still has a perfectly functioning left hand." Asher ignores him and opens his mouth again, tilting his face to me. I lift the fork to his mouth and he leans in and takes the Fried rice before starting to chew again. So, apparently, Asher wanted to have fried rice and ham before he go to university. So we got all the ingredients from the store and he made us (me, Ty and Aaron) cook for him under his supervision. We all ate it for lunch and it was delicious. Now it's evening and I'm sitting on the couch in Asher's living room, feeding him the leftover fried rice from noon as he wanted to have it again. And he wanted me to feed it to him. The wound in his right ha

Rubbing my eyes and letting out a yawn, I sheepishly stroll down the Corridors and walk towards the students' parking lot, feeling exhausted as hell. The last two hours were History and Geography. Both I share with Ty and he didn't even let me blink an eye during both classes which were as boring as beans. Mr. Cooper still teaches us History. And instead of Mr. William, we now have Mrs. Garcia for Geography. She is so old and we can't even understand properly what she is saying if we don't keep looking at her mouth. But Ty still can be attentive in her class and he expects me to do the same. Before leaving, Asher told him to keep an eye on me and make sure I'm studying properly. Ty took his words too seriously. I've now notebooks for every subject to take down lecture notes. If this goes on like this, I think I'll score more marks than him in the semester exams. I fish my phone from my pocket and switch it on, only for it to start vibrating continuously in my hands as notificatio