20

Eliane POV

The game Alex came up with was kind of funny, it was a reverse version of twenty questions. He gave the answer and I had to figure out the question. When he told me the rules I was so sure that I could win but with every attempt to answer I found out how hard it actually is.

"Twenty-one" He said smugly and I frowned. It could be anything, his birth date, the number of fights he got into, or the number of girls he dated. The late possibility got me in a bad mood and I unconsciously glared at him, "Wow, no, it has nothing to do with girls" he said putting his hands up in a defense mode, 'was I that easy to read'.

"How many fights I got into?" I asked knowing very well that I'm wrong.

"HAHA, almost."He paused for dramatic effect, "It's the number of bones I've broken so far"

"How was I supposed to know it and why would you keep a record of your broken bones?"

"Not me, Luc is the one keeping it since he's the