PRETEND PRINCESS
Jason whooped when he pulled ahead, but I wasn’t about to let that slide.
I narrowed my eyes, unlocking my major concentration zone.
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6-4.
I had beaten him again.
Jason let out a frustrated yell, gripping his head.
“No! No, no, no, NO—HOW?!”
I smirked, spinning my controller. “Because I’m better.”
Jason scowled. “You're cheating. You have to be cheating!"
"Damn right I am," I teased, winking. "I'm cheating at being awesome."
The room exploded in laughter.