Hi My Name Is…. Alice Pieszecki pt 2

I was always up to something, you know me? I think you do, but do you really? This is me, this is where I began, Hi My Name Is…. Alice Pieszecki, and this is my story.

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So no Catherine, I was shooting pool with B and still no Catherine, I was starting to think Id made her up in my mind. To think, there were two of them! The thought boggled my mind; as much as my journalism class did.
“Play you for a hundred?” A sweet young voice came from behind Alice, and as she turned, pushing her pink hair out of her eyes, she set her dark eyes on a young tomboy.

“You have a hundred bucks on you?” Alice asked skeptically.

“Uh huh.” The blonde tomboy said, throwing it onto the table, B put his hands up and said.

“Go for it girl.” Alice smiled to herself, this was going to be the easiest 100 bucks shed ever made in her young life.

“Rack em.” Alice said and the girl moved to the end of the table, quickly packing the rack and saying.

“You break.” Alice thought this girl was in for the ride of her young life. Alice lined up the cue and slammed the cue ball into the rack, and it broke beautifully. Yet nothing fell into the pockets. The tomboy studied the table, she had the greyest eyes that Alice had ever seen.

“Double or nothing.” She said, pulling out another hundred and Alice nodded, what in the world did she have to lose?

“Hit me.” Alice stated, not having 100 bucks, much less the 200, but she said nothing. The tomboy moved around the table, aiming and sinking one ball, then another, and then yet another after the fourth ball Alice began to worry.

“Bank the 6 onto the 8, left side pocket.” The tomboy called and Alice thought shed lost her mind. She pulled back, and the ball slammed into the pocket as if on rails.

“Oh ***** me.” Alice said with a grunt.

“Hun, that was awful, how could you do that to Alice? You cant hustle Alice.” Catherine said, putting an arm over Alices shoulder and Alice realized she was being played.