Blaze
Erik:
"Blaze!" I shouted for that douche bag.
"Yeah?" he said as he peeked through the old-fashioned pink curtains. I cringed, Blaze's parents died in a car accident and since then he lives with his grandmother.
Yeah, sad.
But that doesn't give him a reason to act like a sleazeball!
"What are you doing in there?" I asked, still angry.
"Helping Ma paint her vase," He said coming out.
"Can we go to your room? I need to talk to you. NOW"
"Just calm down, okay? Ma doesn't like people who make this much noise" He said leading me towards his bedroom.
"Now, what!?" He said as we reached his room.
"Do you know about Connor and the bet he made on Sam?" I said and he smirked.
THAT ASSHOLE DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO HIDE HIS SMIRK.'
"So, you know?" He asked, his smirk growing.
"Yes I do,
