We lost.

How the fuck did we lose? My team was stacked with the best players from the team. How was no one able to catch George? I remember him being good, but holy shit, I hate to say it, he was incredible.

"Braden. Did you let George win on purpose?" I ask confused.

"Sure, let's go with that" He says rubbing the back of his neck.

George had scored 5 touchdowns. FIVE. That was more than my whole team even got all together. By the end of the game, I can tell he was dripping with confidence. His ego going through the roof right now.

"Good game Clay" he smiled smugly while sticking out his hand for me to shake. "I told you I was better, too bad I got injured and coach won't put me in anymore, or else our team would go to nationals!"

I'm so pissed off right now. I don't get how small 5'8 George could get passed people like Braden and Sam? He would even jump higher than them to grab the ball in the air.

"Yeah you're just lucky I wasn't guarding you, because there's no way you would ever get by me" I respond while shaking his hand.

"Whatever makes you sleep at night Clay. You're a quarterback" he winks. "Stick to what you're good at! Throwing the ball, throwing interceptions, throwing the game.. Same shit" He grins confidently.

All I want to do right now is wipe that dumb looking smile off his face. He can tell I'm starting to get angry. As soon as I'm about to reply Braden steps in.

"George! You were amazing out there!" He picks him and twirls him around.

They both start giggling.

I want to punch them both now.

"Can you two lovebirds fuck off." I snap.

"Woah Clay lighten up, just because I get dick and you don't doesn't mean you got to be so salty about it" Braden lightheartedly jokes.

He sets George down and I can tell that sentence got to him more than it got to me. His cheeks are sprinkled link pink and he hides his face behind Braden to try and prevent others from seeing. He slaps his boyfriend playfully and whispers something to him which gets him to laugh and press a kiss on top of his head.

I mean, they are the perfect couple don't get me wrong. Everyone knows it. But since it's George and everything about his life just has to be perfect. I hate it.

Nick walks up to the three of us. "I guess the five of us get free drinks this weekend at Clay's house! Thanks George" He pulls him into a tight embrace. I smile. Nick is my best friend and anything he does can put a smile on my face, even after losing to George.

By the way, I hate losing.

This isn't even fair, George just made that part of the deal up on the spot just to spite me. I guess he caught on to what I was trying to do. And to be fair, it worked. His players were trying so hard to get those free drinks.

Nick and George are still hugging and I glance up to look at Braden.

His eyes are locked on George and he looks filled with rage. What the fuck? I've never seen Braden look like this, especially towards George. A second ago he was twirling him in the air, what happened? Is it because he's hugging Nick? Is he really that insecure that George can't hug his friends. Nick is the most easy going type of guy I have ever met, and he's known George for ages. I don't get it.

Plus Nick likes someone else anyways.

Well he won't admit it, but I know he does.

I completely get lost in my thoughts and forget I'm still staring and Braden. He locks eyes with me and his facial expressions quickly turn into what they were a few minutes ago. Happy and smiling like an idiot.

I smile back.

That was... Weird.

The bell rings and we all head inside. We only have third and forth period till the end of the day. I go to my third period and see Nick is in this class. We scream when we see each other and the teacher sends us the nastiest look.

Not the best first impression... But whatever. I sit next to him and we try our bests to not burst out laughing.

Third period was pretty chill, even though I do not think the teacher likes me. I start gathering my things and heading to my last period. This day has felt so long.

I get there late because Karl was trying to show me how he can do a back flip.

He did not succeed.

So Nick and I helped him to the nurse. He's okay don't worry! Just, fell weird on his ankle so they are checking it out.

My teacher points me to the only free spot at the back of the class.

Oh... I will be sitting behind the happy couple. So fun!

Can't wait to learn about... What is this class? Oh right biology and dissections and all the ways Braden and George love each other and blah blah blah.

I huff as I take my seat, trying my best to not look in their direction.

It's hard when they are seated right in front of you. They start giggling and play fighting in front of me. Well, it's mostly Braden. George seems like he's at least trying to pay attention to the teacher. Maybe this would be good for me and I can surpass George's marks in this class.

Or maybe not, because this is really distracting me too.

"Oh my God" I mumble.

George snaps his head around and looks at me with a big grin on his face. I guess he heard me.

"Clay! No way you're in this class!" He exclaims sarcastically. I know this little dipshit saw me walk in, can he quit playing dumb.

I look at him and smile. I should leave it at that, but I honestly can't stop myself from firing back at him. It feels like he is winning when I keep quiet, and I hate that. "Might wanna keep your focus ahead of you George, biology isn't really your thing I've heard"

I can't read the expression on his face, but it quickly turns into a grin. "Don't worry about me Clay, I'm still the smartest in the grade" he replies, "Oh, and also the best football player"

He will never let me live that down will he? "Don't get too cocky George, you'll always lose at something" I smirk. He looks at me confused. "And what would that be?" He asks innocently.

"I'm always the life of the party since you are such a light weight" At this moment, I can tell I'm winning, and when I'm winning, I start to get all my confidence back.

I have this rivalry with George for two main reasons. The first one being that he is the only one that can seem to beat me at things, and people respect him for it. The second one being because it's just so damn fun. It's fun, getting under his skin, being the only one that can really challenge him.

It's fun to get him flustered simply by my words. I will say, George will put up a fight before he becomes his real shy self, but that's the fun in it. He tries to act all confident, never really letting anyone know what he's really feeling and hiding behind sarcastic sentences.

But I've been playing this game for far too long now, so I notice these little things about him. Like in the washroom when it was just us two together. When no one else is around, that's when he let's his guard down the most. When he started backing up into the sink, the adrenaline rush I felt knowing I was the one that made the most popular and self confident bitch at school back up because of our proximity was insane.

His face becomes red but he quickly redeems himself. "Yeah? Well see about that at my party, can't wait for my free drinks Clay!" He turns around and Braden chuckles at the exchange.

George is acting all tough, but he really can't hold his alcohol, and Braden knows it too.

"You'll be passed out in an hour George, I know you" I snicker.

"You don't know shit idiot." He says still facing the front of the class.

I smile. He can't face me because he knows it's true.

He might beat me at school and football, but he'll never beat me in our little back and forth conversations.

The bell rings signaling the end of the day. I grab my bag, say goodbye to my friends and head for my car. I notice George and Braden are there. I laugh to myself, I forgot I took George's parking spot earlier today. I guess he decided to just park in the one right beside it. As I continue walking closer I hear arguing.

"George why won't you just let me come over? Come on I know you'll be home alone." I hear Braden say.

"Seriously Braden I know you only want to come over to have sex and I'm not in the mood right now" George sounds exhausted from this conversation.

I'm so confused. There's no way Braden and George are fighting right now. They never do.

"Well I'm in the mood, shouldn't that mean something to you?" Braden replies. "And after that stunt you pulled with Nick, you owe it to me"

He sounds so manipulative right now, why is he using that tone. It's irritating me. I can't believe I was right and this guy was seriously jealous over Nick and George hugging. What is wrong with this guy? I try my best to pretend I didn't hear that and honk my car.

"Oops! Wrong button" I laugh.

Braden's whole demeanor completely changes.

"Oh my God Clay I love your car man!" Braden grabs my shoulder while smiling.

"Thanks it's brand new, want to take it for a spin?" I suggest.

What the hell am I doing.

"You'll let me drive your car?!" He practically screams out of joy.

Look I hate George, everyone knows I do. But he seemed really uncomfortable and this was the quickest thing I could think of without making it awkward.

"Sure." I force a smile.

I can't believe this is happening. I've never let anyone drive my car, not even Nick. Why did I think this was gonna be a good idea?

Braden turns to face George and gives him a hug, "I'll see you tomorrow okay Georgie?" I cringe at the nickname. No one else calls him that except me.

Well, until he got a boyfriend. Now I can't really tell his boyfriend to stop calling him that. That would be pretty weird of me.

George nods and he looks relieved. I smile at him and wave.

He rolls his eyes. "You better not park in my spot tomorrow" he warns.

"Fuck you too!" I yell after him, he jumps in his car.

"So, hand over the keys" Braden looks up at me with a mischievous smile.

I'm already regretting this.

Now I regret it even more.

"WHAT!?" Nick screams on the phone.

"Nick calm down it's not that serious." I reply shaking my head.

"Yes it is Clay, I can't believe you let fucking Braden drive your car before me? I thought we were best friends." He pretends to cry.

"Quit being dramatic Nick. I only let him drive because he was trying to pressure George to take him to his place" I explain.

"Since when do you care about George?" He asks.

"You know I don't" I reply slightly irritated that he would ask such a dumb question.

"Whatever Clay, I'll talk to you later, and I'm definitively driving your car next time I see you" He hangs up.

I huff and open snapchat. I start scrolling through stories and see a picture on Braden's private story holding my keys with the biggest grin on his face.

For fuck sake.

I press on George's chat. Hovering over the keys.

Do I say something?

Wait what why would I text him I never text him. He's fine. I'm the one that had to deal with his dumbass boyfriend when I could have been home about an hour ago!

I swipe off the chat.

The rest of the night passes by quickly and I end up falling asleep after watching the show 'You' on Netflix.