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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

-Poker Face-


The air is tense with pressure and anxiety, swift glances to the guy or girl sitting next to you is being exchanged, each and everyone is suspicious of each other. Sabrina and Alvin has long since folded in this close game of poker, knowing well that they couldn't beat what both Jack and Gavin has in their hands. Matt sits quietly behind them with his pencil thrumming and laptop humming, but his attention is focused on what the two boys will throw down. The cards are one king and a, 3 7,8, and 6. The stakes has been raised to 60 pushups, Jack seems confident with Gavin following up with his own cards in hand. Sabrina watches with quirked brows, she's skeptical of Gavin's cards, he's been on a losing streak since the games has started.

I, as the dealer, look at both of them and ask if they wanted to raise anymore or check, they shake their heads at raising and mouths to me to check. I glance at them once more before flipping a card down, then flipped a second card face up. Gavin hisses a 'yes' under his breath when he throws down his one king. He has a pair of kings it meant, the cards were pretty high, but Jack only grinned and threw down his TWO kings.

A roar of laughter and 'no!' reverberates within Starbucks, the workers just smile at us and shakes their head. Gavin had lost this one last and final game and the punishment was 60 pushups. Me and Sabrina laughed until our stomach were in stitches, poor Gavin, he was so confident and yet he was beaten by just one card. Not only that, but now he was 60 pushups in debt. We watched in amusement as Gavin hits the floor and begin the rigorous punishment. Sabrina's phone vibrates and Jack's phone ring, there were murmur of 'hellos' before she started texting and he speaking. A minute passes and Jack hangs up and stands, we didn't have to wait for Justin, we were going to head over to Saigon first.

The noodle house sits quietly in the busy streets of Diamond Bar, we open the door and the sweet aroma of Viet noodles come wafting into our nostrils. We all smile and pile into the warm restaurant requesting a table of 6. Me and Alvin both ordered a normal beef noodle while Sabrina and Gavin shared a plate of spring rolls and fried dumplings. Jack drank his large bowl of beef soup, and Matt sat diligently with his homework in front of him. As we ate we watched the Lakers play against the Jazz, it was a close run and the game was getting intense. Too bad we finished and had to hurry over to Jack's house to finish watching the rest of the game.

Lakers lost, but they played a really tight game tonight. The house had gotten quiet after Matt and the others left for home. As I walked out towards the car, rain began to fall in drizzling sheets as I stared out at the dark sky. Today was off from normal, today I had hung out with a bunch of people I rarely did, people that I knew but had always passed by them with a smile. Somehow, at that moment, I felt an elated feeling in my stomach fluttering against my insides.

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