Alaric
"No way, De Villier," Nico's annoying voice sounded in my ear as he leaned closer to me until I could feel his breath on my face.
I slightly pushed him backward. "You made that rule, so why the hell are you surprised?" I scoffed. "If you are not doing it, then let me lead us."
Nico let out an irritating laugh and clapped his hands together. "Oh goodness, you always surprise me, Alaric De Villier. If I remember correctly, you called this a child's game a few seconds ago, and now you are changing your mind?"
"Let's get it over with. Rock, paper, scissors."
Nico laughed again, but at least it wasn't as irritating as the last one. "Are we going to play tag next? Should I fetch you a juice box?" He rolled his eyes so far back I thought he'd see his own thoughts. "So you are actually serious?"
"Deadly," I replied, my hand already balled into a fist. "Just like last time. The winner takes the lead."
