Confess to your Crush

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Chapter 7: confess to your crush. "Yeah tell us." Then came the cheers. "Everyone silence!" He said and the bonfire went silent except for the crackling of fire and the occasional snap of twigs. The silence lasted a few seconds and people started running out of their patience as well. "Say some thing come on." "It better be worth the wait." Another person complained. "Hmm." He clears his throat and I'm so curious to see who is managing to keep everyone's attention. But Austine holds me in place and I let out a groan. It takes everything in me to resist the temptation of biting his chest as revenge. But I know that can be easily misinterpreted as something else, so I hold myself and just try to find comfort in his hold. "So the game is…" he drags on and someone starts beating a dear. "Drum rolls." The announcer says and the table beating becomes louder. "The game iss…." "I'll really stone you if you don't say it this time." Austin says and I can feel his voice vibrate through. It feels weird and quite unexplainable, so I just ignore it and try to focus on what game has everyone's attention. "Geez, calm down. I'll say the game now." He said. "Then go on, what in the world is keeping you waiting?" Some impatient person from the crowd says and other back her up. "Okay fine. The name of the game is confess to your crush." He said and went silent. I can tell he has a smirk on his face whoever he might be. Austine's scent however is filling my nostrils non stop. Won't he let me breath in something else? I frown at the thought. He better have a reasonable explaination by the end of all this. But then a little thought in my head mocks me. *What makes you think he'd want to talk to you or in fact see you after all this. He probably just wants to get into your pants.* The voice mocks and I can't help but agree. My resolve thickens and I am more than determined to straighten up or at least walk out of this place. This is honestly not my type of scene. "Uhn? What a weird game. It sounds exciting though, so how is it played?" Someone asks and without a doubt, I know it is Grace. He voice reeks of sophistication. It's something she made sure to imbibe. "Well everyone gets a chance to publicly confess to their crush. But we can only pick one person and if someone has been picked or is dating, you have to pick someone else to confess to." He said and everyone cheered him on. "Sounds cool, where do we start playing from?" Rolland asks. I know for sure that it's him because of the way my heart reacts. The racing of my heart beat has only ever been for him. The way the air stands on my body despite the warmth Austine provides tells me that it's him, and this time I fight to get out of Austine's hold. I want to see him. Is he smiling? Am I the one he wants to confess to? Why is he excited about the game when he is already dating Grace? Is it because of me or is it for the new girl? The thought of the new girl having his attention has me feeling jealous. But then, I won't get anything other than friendship from him. I know my thoughts have affected my visuals because Austine squeezes my hand and leans in to me. "You'll be fine, just stay by my side." He says and I'm wondering why I feel reassured. He is just a stranger. The school's jork in fact. He is not someone I should be seen with, but here I am acting as his pretend girlfriend because of my pathetic crush on my bestfriend's boyfriend. I feel even more pathetic that I have to run to a stranger for comfort while my bestfriends remain oblivious to how I feel. How in the world did I come down to this? Everything used to be fine until nothing is fine anymore. Despite all the tears my eyes have shed today, I feel teary eyed again. But it doesn't end there, I feel f****d up too. Everything in my life is a mess. "We will be starting from your group." The person who had assumed the role of the master of ceremony said and the crowd cheered but they were however curious. I am too and I think the MC noticed this and decided to explain why. "There is a new transfer student in our midst, all the way from Australia on a scholarship…" the cheering of the crowd shut him up for a second before he continued. "Plus he game excluded her and was a bit unfair don't you all think?" He asked and the cheers came from mostly the ladies. Of course, they would feel cheated when someone who they barely knew became the second runner up. How did that happen? I'm as surprised and as curious as they all her. But they'll never know. Me being with Austine us like a shelter and they wouldn't try to confront me. And that frightens me even more because I know I've made more enemies than I can handle in this lifetime. How in the world did I get here? I let out a tired sigh as the MC continues on to explain how the game would be done. I just need my peace and quiet. Anything away from this insensitive people. "Okay you, Florence, who do you like, ask them out." He said but the silence that followed showed that she was hesitant. "Come on, no one would bite you. Just shoot your shot." He said and then the cheering followed. "Shoot your shot." "Shoot your shot." The crowd cheered on before turning silent again. Where I am sitting with Austine and his gang is a bit different because of their class and identity in the school and I can only tell with my other five sense what is going on because I have my back facing the rest of them. "Okay, can I really pick anyone to ask?" She asks and with just the sound of her voice, I hear, smell, feel trouble arising. Her voice is faint, like someone just waking up but melodic at the same time like an angel. But there is a certain shakiness in it that spells trouble. Because I can tell from just her first word that her accent is fake. I want be surprised if she is later known to be someone who is shy and introverted. Her accent is definitely not Australian, that I know for sure. But at face value, one would think she had really spent her previous years in Australia. What in the world is she doing here? And why do I feel like the trouble she is brewing will bring me to the center. Why do I always end up so caught up in things like this? Can't I get a simple life instead!? "Of course, and ohhh and she has such a nice voice too. We have a new angel on campus." The MC says to cheer her and some other guys whistle with excitement. Who wouldn't be? I am tell that she is a beauty, there were literally no ugly people here. There are either natural beauties or make up beuaties. But either way, everyone in school is a beauty that sometimes I wonder if it's one is the standards of being a student of this school. "Okay then, I pick…" she paused and I can tell that she is a good actress as well. She reminds me of grace and her thirst for attention. Just what does she have up her sleeves. "Okay then, I pick him." She said. "Who?" Everyone seems to be asking and my curiosity is pricked as well. "Just who is the new angel's crush?" The MC asks and there is noise all around. I'm curious too, but something tells me that my curiosity will hurt me. "Him." She says again and some people who already seem to have known who she was pointing at start to whistle. I turn myself and my heart gets caught in my throat. Someone just kill me. "You mean him?" The MC asks and she nods, shaking her full curly honey brown hair. She gives the vibes of an estranged princess. But I know it's just a facade. Its a deep feeling I get, and the fact that I can't shake it off speaks volumes. "The angel's crush is our most successful writer, Rolland Myers." "No." I find myself saying despite the cheering on and whittling that accompany it. "That's quite brave an…" I let his voice fade in the back ground. She likes Rolland too? No no.
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