[center][b]Sue[/b][/center]

[i]”Not really. I’m just not that into it. Alright, move aside, scrub.”[/i] She smiled mischievously and rolled her bowling ball again. 

Sue and Anthony took their turns with their runs. Sue had her misses, and only managed two more spares in her ten rounds, and sometimes downright missing completely: her score was a measly 90. Anthony on the other hand was a natural, Sue thought, damn well scoring above 200 points, with a good streak of strikes. Sue held her hands up for a double-highfive at the end of their rounds. 

[i]”I don’t know what it is, but your eyes turn grey every time it’s your turn. Or is it just the angle, from you being so tall?”[/i]