Bella:
I grinned. "Knives. They are much more fun. Moving targets? ANd, I'm sure I can still beat you!" I teased. Was I flirting? I cursed myself in my head. Stop that! "ANyways, this time you go first."
He threw his knives, and made the target.
It was mine turn. I tossed it expertly, but this time it was my knife that got caught in the wind. I cursed. I hated losing. I sighed.
"Well, it looks like you won THIS time. What is it you shall have as your prize?" I asked.
