Thoughts Of… II 22B

They all filed back into the living room. Tom and Sawyer on opposite chairs, Sawyer stretched out on the couch. Raina back on her spot and Tate taking Tom's. The game began.

As much as Raina wanted to shut her brother up and put him in his place. It won't make for a very entertaining sport if he played angry and got even more angry. So she played just bad enough to let him win, to let his anger quell. Rematch after rematch until he was back to himself.

"All that talk and you haven't beat me once." Tate said with a smirk.

Ah yes. Back to business. "Yeah One. You're killing me here. After all my training. Four rematches?"

"Aren't you glad you didn't bet on it?" Sawyer directed his eyes at his brother.

"So glad."

"Shut up you two. I need to concentrate."

"What exactly are you going to do differently? I hope you've got your notebook out cause class is obviously in session. BOOM!!! I beat you again."

"Another rematch."